[Intro: G-Mo Skee]
Yeah
Ay It's G-Mo Skee
Representing the fucking Inf Gang, man
And I just wanna say fuck everybody
I just want everybody to die, n***a
And that's coming from the motherfucking heart
I just wanna see you motherfuckers die, n***a
Bitch

[Verse 1: G-Mo Skee]
The African honey badger doesn't give a shit
I'll throw you off a roof and pray to God you hit a fence
It's finna to get intense
Thirty two bars of death that I could use to remove your livers with
Bitch, the truth hurts
Welcome to the Pain Olympics
I'll shoot up your school before the teacher takes attendance
With a shotgun to slay the wicked
Leave a hole in your house so big you'd think the Kool-Aid man paid a visit
And any witnesses that manage to come close
They didn't live to talk about it, so this shit is unspoke
I'm cutthroat
I'll rip out your lower intestines and force your bitch to play a game of jumprope
Then split another wig
He caught a ninja star to the eye like that lil' muhfucka Butters did
I'm in the booth hiding from the undercover pigs
They know Chris Benoit likes to smother kids
[Hook: G-Mo Skee]
To all the rich folks in the mansions
I just wanna see you die in the worst fashion
To my fucking ex-girlfriend, Jasmine
I just wanna see you die in the worst fashion
To the political parties and church masses
I just wanna see you die in the worst fashion
To any motherfucker rapping with a passion
I just wanna see you die in the worst fashion

[Verse 2: G-Mo Skee]
I've been to Hell and back
Got kicked out for selling crack
And tried to kill the devil with an angelic axe
I'm preparing raps to blow your fucking soul to bits
N***as wanna tamper with the Filth until they don't exist
So throw a diss and go against the Katana
You better off trying to fucking tongue-kiss a piranha
I got a joke for you dumb fucks:
"What do you call two religious bitches conjoined at the hip? Nun-chuks."
This is uncut; this is how you supposed to rhyme
The nine'll leave a rap critic with an open mind
I gave Batman a backbreaker and broke his spine
Then I wrote a line to make the fucking Pope resign
You n***as non-violent
I'll set your house on fire and give your entire fucking family bronchitis
I got bodybags of all sizes
So I think all you faggot-ass rappers need to fall silent
[Hook: G-Mo Skee]
To all the rich folks in the mansions
I just wanna see you die in the worst fashion
To my fucking ex-girlfriend, Jasmine
I just wanna see you die in the worst fashion
To the political parties and church masses
I just wanna see you die in the worst fashion
To any motherfucker rapping with a passion
I just wanna see you die in the worst fashion

[Outro: G-Mo Skee]
Fuck y'all
Fucking die, bitch
Eat shit and die, bitch
Fuck you