[Crydevil aka madmax]
Caskets black fits
All rise 3 devilish
Lock and load the SPAS-5th
Extended clip long as my dick
600 years ain’t caught a lick
Now we on a mission bitch
Time to wet some pussies with the
Titanium 12 gauges suck this bitch
Vroom 64' Chevrolet skate to your place
Y’all won’t escape "The Doom"
Buckshots peel ‘em out they flesh
You get wet cause you know him too

[The Green Reaper aka the crow]
M1-6 blue pit
When bark rip your back
Make you front flip
Kick in the pearly gates pull a cape
Rain bullets from the clouds
Just to leave you trapped in it
Went to hell in 03’ killed a priest
He was my molester
Now he rock a white sheet
3 black K’s Sammy dead the backseat
Got enough pain
To even make Jesus blast for me
Name you any rapper they can get it
And ain’t bullshitting firearms
Long as it’s Scottie Pippen
Feel I got a life sentence and all of that
Got the Gun smoking
Like an asthma-tack

[Ocean (gråta djävulen) aka daredevil]
Oh no lock and load for gun smoke
64' gold spokes creeping low
And on the slow
Can’t shake the feeling or let it go
Lately feeling like O-Dog
Spilling blood goat said so
It’s time to run your life hoe

[Crydevil aka madmax]
If I pulled up in a Q6
Bitches sit in the back
Front for my 4-5th
Then I pull a drive by send you sky high
Skrk off in the ride
Call it shot I call it baptize
Tell me if you knew
I’ll show in any minute
Will strap for war
Will you try or die
Like the rest of the bitches in the floor?
Last did with a bullet in my forehead
Spit it out then loaded it
And left him all red

[The Green Reaper aka the crow]
Got me so many gats
Bet anyone of them can crack your back
Got these mumble rats who rap
Tied to The Judas Cradle bet a stack
Anyone you name
I get ‘em trash possess the best
The deth set bout to have a blast

[Crydevil aka madmax]
And when it hit you
Feel like speeding in a crash course
The only time they ever clap
Was on a backboard
Well if so then my flow is like a Mossberg
Soon as hear it you feel it
Hit you with a Shaq attaq
Bet my bottom dollar
I can get ‘em all snatched
Twist your fucking cap
What’s in the back of knapsack
Can’t reattach when put your brains
On the wall guts hanging out
Chop body in 4’s
And shipping in 4 different routes
Or put gun to your head
And make you eat your mother out
You choose too long
Bury them in two's