[Intro: DJ Green Lantern, Joe Beast, & The Game]
Grand Lantern (Uh-huh), Invasion
Aftermath, Joe Beast and The Game, motherfucker
[?]
Yeah, Joe Beast
The Game, Aftermath
Whatever she said, well fuck that (Black cat)

[Verse 1: The Game]
Same OG, standin' on the block, same old heat
That's illegal with the red rag on the handel
Plus, I handle magnums like the one I [?]
In Cleveland, put the whole clip in your cash
Ride through your hood in a Shelby, flippin' the stash
Where the scenes and the coke, dawg? I'm strippin' your ass
Spray "The Math" on the brick wall like, "Fuck y'all label"
'Cause CEO's talk different when they come on the table
I rap and get crack, money under the table
Workin' on that six-pack, I put a gun on your navel
Fuck a funeral, if n***as is dying, I'm in the streets in beef
Make the revolver spin like [?]
Murder for hire, sold the kid, packed the SR
And the green and yellow lambo like breath fog
And death ain't fond for you n***as, Aftermath
You can burn, 'til then, fuck all of you n***as (Green Lantern)
[Chorus: Joe Beast & The Game]
Candy-coat, kill your people
Never leave home without Desert Eagles'
Whatever he said, I packed out
Candy-coat, kill your people
Never leave home without Desert Eagles'
Whatever he said, I packed out
And don't come through my hood if you not strapped

[Verse 2: Joe Beast]
Snotty-nose cats takin' chain with The Math
Try to resist, but your brains' on their lap
Now you're brainless, gotta sketch the stainless
[?]
I hit people with the Eagle, [?]
[?]
Crack kids in my hood, lips like pookie
Dry and white, they be high as a kite
Keep comin' back with [?]
Joe Beast, sell it to you wet and white, fresh out the [?]
Gotta do my thing, name ring
Things come back like boomerang
It sound like a thunderstorm when the ruger bang, [?]
Y'know, bang, bang, bang, [?] to the brain, brain, uh
Catch me on the block with cocaine, Joe in the snow, I hustle in the rain
Y'all fiends know I don't want no change, so keep steppin', I keeps a weapon
Smith & Wesson, each a mid section
Beast eat beats, call me Hannibal Lecter
I pack can and shoot a cannonball at ya
Through your chest-fracture, mess your six-pack up
I got a knack that'll hit your back up
Hit organs and arteries, mess your throat back up
[Post-Chorus: Joe Beast & The Game]
You deceased now
Rest in peace now, you shoulda got down, now you six feet now
You heard what he said, it's like that
You deceased now
Rest in peace now, you shoulda got down, now you six feet now
You heard what he said, it's like that

[Verse 3: Joe Beast & The Game]
Whatever she said, well fuck that
I'm in a Stock Aston Martin, Daffy Duck blackin'
I stay strapped, 'specially when the blades is rubbin', 'cause n***as delve in temptation like David Ruffin
And we ain't playin', we ain't no kids, man
Put the Smith & Wesson to your head, bam
Johnny Blaze [?]
And I'm puffin' haze 'til my eyes is red, man
Signed to Aftermath, but we made Def Jams
And y'all n***as ain't spittin' like one of [?]
[?]
Hustle in the mornin', packin' heat like [?]

[Post-Chorus: Joe Beast & The Game]
You deceased now
Rest in peace now, you shoulda got down, now you six feet now

[Chorus]
Candy-coat, kill your people
Never leave home without Desert Eagles'
Whatever he said, I packed out
Candy-coat, kill your people
Never leave home without Desert Eagles'
Whatever he said, I packed out
[Outro]
Yeah, it's your boy Joe Beast and the evil genius
Green Lantern, The Game
Aftermath get the last laugh, motherfucker
Yeah, exclusive