Yeah

Let me get on of those big motherfuckers and shit in here

You know what I'm saying?

I'm back in this bitch

Just like Ice-T, you motherfuckers should've killed me last year

In the house with my motherfucking brother Esham

You know what I'm saying?

Getting a little to much power in this motherfucker

Sick in the head, so I tried to kill a priest

I'm thinking of excuses instead of killing me

The symptoms of insanity got me going psycho

Friday the 13th just like Michael

If I get wreck then I wreck when I wreck it

When I mic check one, two, when I check it

Looking for excuses just to get ill

How many cops can one man kill?

Many, plenty, all is any

A pity for your thoughts but death is what you brought

From a public enemy, public figure

Not your regular nigga

Like a rusty razor but I faze ya like a tazer

Think I'm malice green, and then I get dejavu

Then I get voodoo wicked

Slide a rusty razor across your throat then I stick it

Shit goddamn, goddamn shit

Suck my dick when the heater go click

And by the way, fuck you man

Goddamn, you better murder the man

You betta murder the man, you better, Red Rum, Red Rum (2x)

You betta murder the man

You betta murder the man, you betta, Red Rum, Red Rum (2x)

You better murder me man, before some nigga get hurt

Let a nun suck my dick in the back of a church

Another one bites the dirt, when I put in work

Shit, you talkin' to a expert

The tazmanian devil, black Devil

That Devil you don't know, and don't wanna know

Cause I'm kinda like a head hunter jack chopping off

And I'm gonna black, you know I wore the black

Cape, ain't no if's, and's, or but's

When my dick swings long, I'm dropping my nuts to the floor

Slap a hoe, and let her know

Lick the hairs on my nuts, or better yet my afro

Big nigga, cooped up gorilla

And like Ice T, I'm a fucking cop killa

Mothafuck the Ku Klux Klan

You better murder the man

You betta murder the man, you better, Red Rum, Red Rum (2x)

You betta murder the man.

You betta murder the man, you better, Red Rum, Red Rum (2x)

Red Rum, Red Rum, murder, murder, murder

Standing in my way, then I gotta hurt ya

Never get happy, hair always nappy

You'll get slapped G, unholy papi

Visions of bloody bodies, bloody bodies of visions

My mind and suicide, head on collision

I vision an incission, some psycho precision

Psychedelic funking, slam jam dunking

This is do or die, so I'd rather be dead

Cops get out of line, off with their head

I flex the text, and break some fucking necks

Me and a nun had sex in special effects

Make me crazy, mad, boy, I'm fucking bad

You couldn't even add all the problems I've had

Psycho sick, suck my dick

Abra-ca-da-bara, black magic

Voodoo wicked, wicked voodoo

Scared you go boo, funky doo doo

I'm wicked, standing with my gat in my hand

You better murder the man

You better murder the man, you better Red Rum, Red Rum (2x)

You better murder the man

You betta murder the man, you better Red Rum, Red Rum (2x)

Yeah, bitch

How the fuck you gonna kill a dead man, mothafucka?

Don't you know I've been dead, mothafuck you nigga

I'm the mothafucka that gave you eyes, bitch

You seeing through my eyes, mothafucka

You know who I'm talking to, bitch!

This dead boy mothafucka

When you try and creep bitch

I'ma get your mothafucking ass