Apoc Krysis:
Comin' right out the mist I found a victim for a sacrifice
Antagonize me analyze the moves I’m making getchu iced
I'm paranoid again I'm checkin twice, up on my hit list
Necromancy, torture, bring ’em back again to kill they shit
Striking from all angles catchin' beatdowns from a bloody fists
Apoc and Ghostface Playa be the ones that made 'em call it quits
Back against the wall, eyes locked, snakes in shallow grass
Last sound that you hear (pop, pop) trick I got yo ass
N***as not so like me much, think I'm oh so crazy damn
I don't think I'm crazy but the doctors seem to think I am
Gankin' fools is all I do I'm crackin’ down on busta clicks
I track ’em down I gun em down, and rip the soul up outta bitch

Sinizter:
Rip out his soul like I'm Shang Tsung
Been one with the darkness since day 1
If you got a problem comе say sumn
Cause yo god ain’t comin' to save ya

Now I don't mean to sound so cynical
Evеry rapper cappin' they be fictional
Cap in every line and every syllable
While I be goin’ off they doin' minimal

Bitch we down south
ATL bound
Drop the top down
Shawty buss down
Bitch we down south
ATL bound
Drop the top down
Shawty buss down

(They be on the side lines hatin')
(Offa the moves I be makin')
(That crown it is mine for takin')
(Playa, Poc, Sinizter made it)