[Intro]
This is music to be murdered by
Oh my God
It's Ouija Macc and Death Plus
Those guys are so lame
Can you believe this shit?
It's going to be fucking horrible

[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]
Aye, need a calculator for the count up
I don't like numbers, I just love to make it run up
Run up, [?] if ya run up
Body never turn up
Bitches finna turn up
Swerve up
[?] blunt 'bout to burn up
[?] then you run up
You don't want smoke unless [?]
You don't want smoke like [?]
You ain't got style, you just take it and refurbish
You be with ya mommy and ya daddy getting nervous
Ouija got 5 bands got no furnace
Piss-stained rug in the cut [?]

[Verse 2: Death+]
Let 'em all
Flow
Kill 'em all
Slow
[?] and then I go outside to the darkness that I call my home
Yuh, gotta go, I gotta go
Yuh, don't wanna know what I know
Death creep slow in the dark, in the cold
In your motherfuckin' house, ain't nobody home
[?]
I'm still awake when you sleep and can't dream 'bout a thang
[Verse 3: Ouija Macc]
The Project Infinite, you cannot fuck with it
[?]
[?] the hatchet, my [?] is wicked
I'm pulling up, I'll have her back in a minute
My shawty be [?], she's choking [?]
[?] and everything slippin' away
Wake up, she splashin' cold water on me
Satan has souls, he is offering me
I don't want murder hoes talkin' to me
I don't look back and he's following me
Right now the darkness is swallowing me
They not my partner, they laggin' on me
Say he my cousin, he flattering me
[?] challenging me