[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!