[Intro: D.I.L.U.]
O.T
D.I.L.U
Major
Luis,D'J.M
We finna k** this sh**
[Verse 1: D.I.L.U.]
Catastrophic with a pen and a Note Pad
Feel free to step but prepare for a toe tag
The forces of evil brought me back for this track
The flow is intact to launch the attack
Hunting people down one by one
Decapitating competition that's the game I'm playing
Got a b**h riding shotgun with my shotgun aimed at her shotgun
If you know what I'm saying
We ain't nothing but a bunch of motherf**ers trying to survive
In a world where your forced to strive or die
With dreams to make it big, but in the mean time
Gotta settle for college or a simple nine to five
We so hot we sizzling
That if you even come close that's instant cremation
That's the consequence when you come up against, this newly developed creation
[Verse 3: Luis,D'J.M.]
Got the whole world screaming Texas Hold 'Em Up
Thinking we're about to break; better fold 'em dawg
Gonna smoke the whole game; better roll it up
But I can't smoke so I gotta blow it off
Think I stole your babe like "Oh the stroller's gone"
Gonna bag her up, gonna mess her up
Gonna f** her up, gonna choke her up
Then I'mma rip her up, like a murder plot
f** sitting on the throne, b**h I made it
Cause no one's ever gonna say that they sat there
But I'm Mexican so it's obvious that I made it
Get it?
Air to the throne, I deflate it
f** the crown b**h, I enslaved it
Took the game and then I slayed it
And who the f** is to blame? the sick f**heads
That make up the Old Testament