[Intro]
And when he had opened his fourth seal I heard the voice from the fourth beast say
Come and see
And I looked, and behold, a pale horse
And his name that sat on him was Death
And Hell followed with him
And power was given unto him over the fourth part of the Earth
To kill with the sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the Earth

[Verse 1: Bukshot]
Got these bitches in my face, cut ‘em out
Fake people are a waste, word of mouth
Let’s compete, the picture is complete
Hungry for some meat, I’m the creature you done heard about
Call me T-Rex, rapper carnivore
Give a fuck about you bitches, watch me start a war
Bring the heat, that’s the word on the street
Where killers like to meet so tell me what you fighting for
All these fuckboys talking on the Internet
Watch me show up in they city just to get 'em wet
I’m the reaper in this thing, they don’t get it yet
I’m a monster, bitch, ask my homie Tech
Kamikaze all you hoes, watch me nosedive
Leave a hole up in your noggin like a .45
Brought my spaceship with some futuristic weapons
Riding with the Night King like it’s Armageddon
[Chorus: Ipcus Pinecone]
Written to the heads of the congregation
When the villains all rise, bomb the nations
Set em on fire in altercations
They can all die from complications
Money, Power, Souls, Respect
Money, Power, Souls, Respect
Money, Power, Souls, Respect
Here to collect in the tribulation

[Verse 2: Boondox]
Undisputed king of heathens, I am Legion
Leading a team of demons who ain't leaving till you sleeping
You need an eternal rest, 40 dimes on your chest
Commit your body to the ground, but not your soul, I possess
I’m blessed by hellish forces, raining blood down on these bitches
Hieroglyphic cryptic wishes, carved in fifty wicked witches
I done witnessed Armageddon, you ain’t telling me shit
Spittin' spells just like a weapon till they beggin' to quit, fuck 'em
Just kill 'em all and I'ma sort 'em out later
Deuce deuce to the dome, call it death of a hater
Detonator, got my finger on the trigger and I’ll use it
Think I give a fuck you never listened to my music
Sick as influenza, got the devil riding shotgun
Underground Avenger, never hesitate to pop one
Not one, we a three villain nation
Raging war on the world, welcome to the tribulation
[Chorus: Ipcus Pinecone]
Written to the heads of the congregation
When the villains all rise, bomb the nations
Set em on fire, in altercations
They can all die, from complications
Money, Power, Souls, Respect
Money, Power, Souls, Respect
Money, Power, Souls, Respect
Here to collect in the tribulation

[Verse 3: Claas]
It’s feast or famine and I’m god of war (yeah)
Bout to drop the hammer on 'em like I’m Thor
We ain’t playing no more, attitude now fuck the world
Wanna watch it raining blood, I’m trying to see it fucking pour
Hate inside my eyes and the fire that’s in my belly
Leave 'em smelling, rotting carcass from the villains I am betting
We sent a simple warning, y’all ignored it
Now we’re torching everything within our path to leave it scorching
It’s ignorance that is causing all the rage that we display
Y’all out here hating, thinking we won’t put a bookmark on a page (nah)
Guess you forgot who you’re dealing with, we ain’t left
So don’t start tucking in your dicks and go talking all under breath
I said to say it with your chest, but I told you bitches calm down
We’re still the kings and y’all are fucking with the wrong crown
Guess it wasn’t good enough for some but we ain’t done
It’s The Avengers on that ass, so here we come
[Chorus: Ipcus Pinecone]
Written to the heads of the congregation
When the villains all rise, bomb the nations
Set em on fire, in altercations
They can all die, from complications
Money, Power, Souls, Respect
Money, Power, Souls, Respect
Money, Power, Souls, Respect
Here to collect in the tribulation