[Intro] Uh, Dope D.O.D.! Three 6 Mafia DJ Paul Skits Vicious Ey yo Jay Reaper, get these motherf**ers! [Verse 1: Jay Reaper] Yo I'm back! Back in effect Back on the set, yeah I'm back on the smack Back! Back on the crack Back like a mack and I'm packing a black gat Yeah! Back with a bat Back up or get the bat smacked on your head Back up or I'll get your backpack cracked in half n***a back up don't make me back up what I've said And I'm bad! Bad to the bone, bad like a cellular phone to your dome Yeah, bad! Bad like a boss, bad like the dark side of the force I'm bad! Bad for your health, shotgun shells n***as gon' yell, n***as gon' cry, n***as need help If I was you, I'd k** myself! [Interlude] Ha! Round two, ey Skits [Verse 2: Skits Vicious] I stay raw! Raw like a steak, raw like the rate of the murder we raise They can call it a state of emergency cause I'm burnin the place Down like a cellar, roar like a lion, you hella gazelle Raw and uncut with the grammar Raw with the Tony Montana bandana Banned on the cheddar, we baning them hits Bang on a hip when I'm banging your b**h Bagging the body, I'll bang on your door Trip to the morgue and I'm back with the Tommy (Hard to the core) Yo we back like a spinal (Cord) I attack like dino (saur), sure this means war [Interlude] Introducing - DJ Paul! [Verse 3: DJ Paul] The hardest motherucker you will ever f**ing meet The hardest motherf**er you will never ever be I'm burning these streets and I'm keeping my heat Grilling these n***as and loveing some beef Your n***a on fire, hella fat chief I for real get loud on that fire leaf I'm in Amsterdam with Dope D.O.D I'm on stage going in and they next to me I'll be still super crunk even though I'm on lean But not jumping too high, coming with Glock on me n***a bet he be thinking he can rock on me When we step into the ring he get rocked by me He's knocked out like he hit the weed f**ing with the real repping that Tenessee He ain't nothing but a f**ing wannabe So I had to put his head where it needed to be Be down!