I'm 6 feet underground
Little-to-no sound
This shit's gonna go down
Nowhere to be found
But know that I see you
Know that I heard you
And pray I don't haunt you
Pray I don't kill you

I'm 6 feet underground
Little-to-no sound
This shit's gonna go down
Nowhere to be found
But know that I see you
Know that I heard you
And pray I don't haunt you
Pray I don't kill you

[JACKIE EXTREME]
JA-JA-CKIE-CKIE EX-EX-TREME-TREME
Risen up from my grave
Second coming, here to slay
You know me, I misbehave
When Creep-P lets me come to play
Wetter than the month of may
Made of metal, skin like clay
I'm your nightmare, your dismay
Miss Extreme is here to say
Stream my music all damn day
Served up on a silver tray
Kill you quick with my death ray
All the other bitchеs hate me
Yes, mе
Yes, they all hate me
I could care less, please
Get down on your fucking knees
Beg and plead for survival
This is now your final trial
Do you dare disrespect me?
I'm afraid you're guilty
(Oof!)
I'm 6 feet underground
Little-to-no sound
This shit's gonna go down
Nowhere to be found
But know that I see you
Know that I heard you
And pray I don't haunt you
Pray I don't kill you

[PROJEKT MELODY]
Leave your trojans at the door
Don't you fret, I brought my own
Gonna break you, penetrate you
K I'm done
Systems GO!
Think you're guilty? Yea you're guilty
Lock you up and eat the key
Gonna torch your self-security
This shit is fuckin creepy
Dead as fuck like Cyberspace
Hope nobody hears you scream
Cuz your face is flashing 404 and ripping at the seams
No, you can't unplug me, can't debug me
But I'd love to see you try
Cuz tonight the spooks are moving hell and earth to make you cry
Check my script, I'm legit, I never quit
Now turn me on
Boot me harder than a dominatrix fucking up your lawn
I'm your nightmare, slinging daemons
Bro I wish you had a clue
Bitch, I'm bad erotica
And I'll be a-a-adding you
I'm 6 feet underground
Little-to-no sound
This shit's gonna go down
Nowhere to be found
But know that I see you
Know that I heard you
And pray I don't haunt you
Pray I don't kill you

[CHI-CHI]
Break out the Bacardi
Bitch is back on set
Drybones walkin' out the closet
But I keep it wet
Thought my ass had turned to ashes
Thought you knew just where my stash is
Been buried with my cash
So fresh I'm givin' you hot flashes!

[CREEP-P]
Who? Me? Go off-grid?
Bitch, you wish I did
Boy, you a sucka for a real motherfucker
'Cuz your ass lookin' broker than 2quid
Thought I was layin'
I'm out here slayin'
Out on the floor
R.I.P. times 4
Makin' rent that you'll be paying now
Shhh... Did you hear that?
No, no, seriously, did you hear that?
Guess what
It's the sound of no-one fucking caring what you think!
So you can take your little opinions
And shove 'em up your-!

I'm 6 feet underground
Little-to-no sound
This shit's gonna go down
Nowhere to be found
But know that I see you
Know that I heard you
And pray I don't haunt you
Pray I don't kill you

[CREEP-P]
Say it once, say it twice
Say my name three times and pay the price
I told yall that you could suck my dick
How am I still dead yet so iconic?
You wanna break me? Love to see it
Wanna taste me? Love to be it
I'll repeat myself one last time for the girls who can't
Shut the fuck up, get out my fuckin' way
I told you motherfuckers that you'd rue the fucking day
I warned you once, warned you twice
Read the board, now it's on sight
If I see you on my haunted grounds
Dead meat to me, feed to the hounds

I'm 6 feet underground
Little-to-no sound
This shit's gonna go down
Nowhere to be found
But know that I see you
Know that I heard you
And pray I don't haunt you
Pray I don't kill you

I'm 6 feet underground
Little-to-no sound
This shit's gonna go down
Nowhere to be found
But know that I see you
Know that I heard you
And pray I don't haunt you
Pray I don't kill you