[00:00.00][Verse 1: Koopsta Knicca][00:00.92]I got a plan in command on your ass, b***h[00:03.29]The little short young niggas is with caskets[00:06.16]You bein' front, black nigga rolled up, layed up on your ass, ho[00:08.99]Peter-rolled by Koopsta, Crunchy, Juice, Paul, Boo, and Scarecrow[00:12.07]Ho, it's a whole lotta demons in my world today[00:14.81]Which means you run into a nigga like Koop, a nutcase[00:17.70]And I can tell by the day, it's gonna be a long night[00:20.54]When I take a swipe for yo' life, my big black butcher knife[00:23.45]Now while I'm kickin', niggas fiendin' just to kill 'em, though[00:26.34]Before I go and chief them Swishers with them Navajos[00:29.23]I'm from the mighty Mississippi, now can I ****in' kick it?[00:32.46]You better answer quick before I hit you for your riches[00:35.29]For them riches[00:35.94][Verse 2: Lord Infamous][00:36.39]Punk-ass niggas wanna really try to jump up[00:37.52]But they know they gonna catch a couple[00:39.13]Of my sub-machine gun fire to they jaws[00:41.53]I kick shit flyin' through the air[00:43.04]You wanna dare to test me[00:44.21]But I am the Infamous nightmare, I wanna break some laws[00:47.23]I practice secret forms of voodoo culture[00:50.08]Dead flesh sculpture for my pet vultures[00:52.81]Sleepin' in the death defying beyond human measurements[00:55.81]Into my private temple in the middle of Mount Everest[00:58.61]Smoking pine as I sky dive off of mountains[01:01.44]In my mind, blood s****ting high out of fountains[01:04.31]Countin' corpses in my black fortress[01:07.31]In the hallway, painting Satanic portraits[01:30.06][Verse 3: DJ Paul][01:33.06]See, it was me, Lil' Buck, and my nigga Lil' Knife[01:35.91]And some thug-ass fool I never seen in my life[01:38.68]We roll in Bobby's 'Lac, with the gold bones and vogues[01:41.52]Full grain, cloth top, sturdy pullin' them hoes[01:44.53]The nigga that I didn't know said he had some on the weed[01:47.71]And stoppin' by the crib so he can get up on some cheese[01:50.55]I've smelled shit in the game as soon as he opened his mouth[01:53.28]We dropped him off, the fool went behind the ****in' house[01:56.65]I didn't think shit about it, but some minutes had to pass[01:59.82]Make me really not trust his busta ass[02:02.51]I looked around and somethin' just made my eye's switch[02:05.14]Twenty more niggas dressed just like a b***h[02:08.18]Not takin' no chances, I'm knowin' this a stick up[02:10.86]But when we tried to bail, we got blocked by a pickup[02:13.69]Droppin' fools, tryin' to test my pimpin' to see what I'm all about[02:16.65]But speakin' too soon, I got blast[02:18.80]And when I stepped up out the Cadillac[02:20.31]Vision blurry, I see a 9-9[02:22.12]Or was I on my back, seein' a 6-6 up on a street sign?[02:25.51]Lil' Buck slammed right into them durves[02:28.36]Made a U, and scooped me as I crawled straight to the curb[02:31.38]My nigga Lil' Knife let the Tech start rippin' me[02:33.90]From the last hoes who still stood on they feet[02:37.09]Now we gettin' the **** up out of a hood[02:39.37]That was all wrong, but takin some lifes made it right[02:42.22]It was a long night[03:04.35][Verse 4: Juicy J][03:05.65]It was a long night - when I was locked down in 201[03:08.76]Back Against Da Wall, smokin' a square, cuz, it ain't no fun[03:11.57]Watchin' niggas fight over phone calls, gettin' buck[03:14.47]Knowin' when they get they life sentence, mane, they ass stuck[03:17.26]Niggas always nervous, 'cause they servin' bustas with them swords[03:20.23]For the real killas, GD's, Crips and Vice Lords[03:23.06]Lower level ain't a joke, a nigga got his neck broke[03:25.91]Thrown to the ground like a b***h pickin' up the soap[03:28.78]But I wasn't goin', 'cause a nigga like me kept a shank[03:31.60]If a fool stepped to me, his face'll be in the paint[03:34.54]Waitin' for a guard talkin' smart, it'll be a fight[03:37.34]In 201, locked down, it was a long-ass night[03:40.39][Verse 5: Lord Infamous][03:40.85]We crawl up the Devil's Basement[03:41.88]I walked down the hallway[03:42.85]Where tha walls are lined with candle lights[03:43.90]Sacrificin' doom when you enter the Triple 6 gun room[03:46.26]Soon I will choose the weapon I find most appropriate[03:48.95]For ruthlessness, I take the Smith & Wesson and a Mac 10[03:52.06]Paul walked in, he grabbed a street sweeper, Grim Reaper and a Glock 19[03:55.54]Crunchy Black he took the goddamn M-16[03:57.82]Buck called up Koopsta[03:59.08]Told him to get the shovel ready for burial of the bodies[04:01.35]Lets put 'em on Unsolved Mysteries[04:03.47]Ease, please creep up in the trees with the night scope[04:06.99]Inhalin' on a blunt of Cambodian red dope[04:09.40]Them niggas died in the blast, we start to gassin'[04:12.27]Motha****in' Triple 6 assassin