[Verse 1: Timbo King's verse from Y2K by Royal Fam]
We on a conquest, a mercenary strikeforce
Another life lost, murdered on a ice cross
Vengeance, black ninjas with monkey wrenches
Multiple gunshot wounds from nine-inches
2010, cyborgs with heat sensors
Astro, my Ghost Dogs, that climb fences
[Verse 2: Clay Da Raider]
Ay yo check this
License plate state texas
White lexus, my diamond necklace
Got me livin reckless
Got me wiping cats out on my sh**list
I move with the three six so my cream flow
Six point triple zero, black mafia mind Deniro
In my hood, I'm a hero
[Verse 3: Dreddy Kruger]
Homie blacks
Two for five for the fix
Ba ba bam go the shots cause I'm liqqed
Trick cig, ooh it be big
But it's made of the steel, blows out your figs
Trickin happy mafio star pappy
A buncha thug lookin weed dudes nappy
Mouth on, house of the Rome
Hit the floor, brrrat brrraat!