[Verse 1: Quadeca]
Okay, everybody tryna get a piece off of my fuckin' pie
I'm the sauce, why they leaving me off to the fuckin' side?
Why you want the smoke?
You obviously gonna die
This shit a walk in the park but I'm not gonna let it slide
Okay
I forgot your name I think I'm suffering from old age
All these rappers are acting in this shit they doing role plays, all day
Choosing how I'm eating like Chipoltle
Put my moves on that bitch and then she acting like Ole
Back to the matter at hand
I'm hearing my name like its a chatter at hand
I been getting hits like I'm the batter at stand
Moving like I'm Drake in it Back to Back man
Everybody they wanna know
How I took it to the top with the rest so I hit a flow
And I'm really on to these bitches
I think they not gonna listen
But I can promise I'm giving it till I'm hitting the door so you know
Clock winds down its ready to blow
Got your bags packed cause I think I'm ready to go
I got ahead of my friends
Since I got ahead of my foes
Yea I went rogue and I ain't no regular Joe
[Chorus: Crypt]
You don't really wanna fuck with us
We the next dudes who are coming up
All you other bitches get up under us
We the Four Horsemen here to fuck you up
You don't really wanna fuck with us
We the next dudes who are coming up
All you other bitches get up under us
We the Four Horsemen here to fuck you up
[Verse 2: Dax]
1 2 3 4 ya you know I’m bout to make this shit simple, 3 n***as on a song with a goat, and a random ass beat turn this mufuka to a hit single, I done made it out the gutter on my mother tarzaned in the jungle now I the got money stacked like a Pringle, so you better swipe right for the night have god in your life cuz I’m piping something off Christian mingle facts!
Who you know got a dick make a bitch do a splits like she doing gymnastics, I could make a whole kitty stretch like the warm-up prior to Nba team doing practice, I can turn a gay bitch straight like you drawing wit a ruler in them geometrical type of a classes
I could make a
I could make a white lotta shit happen
[Chorus: Crypt]
You don't really wanna fuck with us
We the next dudes who are coming up
All you other bitches get up under us
We the Four Horsemen here to fuck you up
You don't really wanna fuck with us
We the next dudes who are coming up
All you other bitches get up under us
We the Four Horsemen here to fuck you up
[Verse 3: Scru]
Bitch Imma dragon
Played in parks that were Jurassic
When it got drastic
Shit got tragic
Yeah they’ll split ya cabbage
See You got trashed
Because you Garbage
And all the Rapping
Got you ravished
You minor infractions
Since 21 my shit was savage
I told’em Issa Knife, then stab him
Ya toes Ima Tag’em
Ain’t talkin' roasts But ima drag him
Right to the wolves and let them have him
Fizza be swaggin'
You n***as jacking like Aladdin
Without a Genie I make magic
You slow lil bastard
You spoke bout Ratchets
Hope you have it
Or get to Ducking like A Mallord
This bitch sing a ballad
I’m wilding
Punching while I’m battling
Like “Oh You mad Becuase one Styilin”
Oh you mad cuz I ain’t silent?
Just be glad that ain’t violent
[Chorus: Crypt]
You don't really wanna fuck with us
We the next dudes who are coming up
All you other bitches get up under us
We the Four Horsemen here to fuck you up
You don't really wanna fuck with us
We the next dudes who are coming up
All you other bitches get up under us
We the Four Horsemen here to fuck you up
[Verse 4: Crypt]
Time to go fishing
I'm on a mission
To bring in bitches, with my disses
I got em trippin'
I'm in they mentions
They think that Crypt is
The one that's fibbin'
When I say that I'm on top of the game and one of the best in the business
I throw my lines out and I grab 'em with the hook
Reel them in and throw 'em on they own grills to be cooked
And I fillet em until they resemble their own look
I give 'em a 0 on the scales then I leave them shook
You don't wanna battle me matter fact it'd be kinda like a queen to a rook
You can only move in one direction but I take over everything that you wish you could
Throw me to the wolves and I'll return leading the pack
Blood slippin' out me teeth cause I ate them all as a snack
They got big barks but no heart they pussies like cats
And now I run that bitch with the dead alpha male on my back
Everybody here can example skills that they have
And we'd put an end to these bitches our here thinkin' that they can rap
We like a group of people walkin' into a chapel, NO CAP
Attackin' any bastard that's wack we gettin' in our bag so feel the wrath
Of the 4 horsemen a force that is for sure to be goreing shit
Leavin' corpses in an assortment of portions to send to the morgue and Crypt
And this a warning hit, the coroner reporting this
Crypt, Dax, Scru, and Quad committing murder recording this
[Chorus: Crypt]
You don't really wanna fuck with us
We the next dudes who are coming up
All you other bitches get up under us
We the Four Horsemen here to fuck you up
You don't really wanna fuck with us
We the next dudes who are coming up
All you other bitches get up under us
We the Four Horsemen here to fuck you up
