[Verse 1: Insane Poetry]
Ya, I got a sacrificial victim, 'bout to stab him in the chest
For my elite members, homies in my pantheon of death
Brought my ouija board with me, is he speaking to me? Gravity (With Spek)
And Tha Hustler, we gon' paint this tapestry
It's Cycoangelo, you know the god of all this tragedy
So sharpen up yo knives tonight and come take a stab at me
You will be a victim of a fucking major casualty
N***a, I'm the god of war, address me as your majesty
This is Lyrik Snuff and Grim Reality
Swimming with the sharks, shit, this is the mentality
Missing is your family, we got 'em hogtied to a canopy
Now we 'bout to bring to life tonight what I'm imagining
Through the video, and just record this insanity
The whole fucking family doused down with some gasoline
Burn 'em up 'til there's burnt corpses left
Picture my visual, the ritual, the pantheon of death (Ah, ragh)

[Chorus: JP Tha Hustler]
Welcome to the world of death
Where you getting laid out and you take your last breath (Ragh)
Welcome to the world of death
My pantheon smashing, I'll lay you to rest (Woo)
Welcome to the world of death
This trio is evil causing pain and stress (Ragh)
Welcome to the world of death
We mark you as our target 'cause our aim's the best
[Verse 2: Spek One]
Welcome to the world of death
And I will be your tour guide for the day, call me Spek yo
I'll never let go, I wanna keep you
Up in my attic, you know it's hot and I won't feed you
I wanna bleed you, paint the floor blood red
Ninety-nine cuts on your body but I ain't done yet
We having fun yet? I've only just begun
I've come to hit you with evil like The Unholy One
And then I'll bring you back, resurrect you three days
Slinging all your organs in the shade, watch me get paid
So full of rage and I ain't gonna stop
Land of the Cyco is sick, I wanna hit the top
I wanna chop your mop, I wanna watch you flop
I wanna grind you up and then I'll feed my crops
And then I'll feed the flocks
I have to skeet, can't stop
And then I'll hang you up and watch you bleed in drops

[Chorus: JP Tha Hustler]
Welcome to the world of death
Where you getting laid out and you take your last breath (Ragh)
Welcome to the world of death
My pantheon smashing, I'll lay you to rest (Woo)
Welcome to the world of death
This trio is evil causing pain and stress (Ragh)
Welcome to the world of death
We mark you as our target 'cause our aim's the best
[Verse 3: JP Tha Hustler]
Welcome to the Terrordome
Hailing where the evil roam
Seldom what the mirror show
Skeleton in your closet, no
Open up your mind-state, I'm cripping and ripping yo body into fragments
You gonna find you're a feast for these maggots
Don't try to bang yet, acting like these faggots
Don't let the blade attract your dome like some magnets
I dropped the K-ball, leave you off the radar
Bring you to the dark side, time to meet your maker
I salivate at the thought of slicing off yo feet, yas
His magistrate is rotting teaming with these creatures
This colosseum, mausoleum lays beneath you
You wanna be, you wanna see, I bequeath you
Imagine that I'm a next of kin slowly eats you
Trace fibers of your matter in the beef stew
A mural of a crimson rose (Yeah)
Laying in your battered pose

[Chorus: JP Tha Hustler]
Welcome to the world of death
Where you getting laid out and you take your last breath (Ragh)
Welcome to the world of death
My pantheon smashing, I'll lay you to rest (Woo)
Welcome to the world of death
This trio is evil causing pain and stress (Ragh)
Welcome to the world of death
We mark you as our target 'cause our aim's the best