[Refrain: F1zz]
Faggot!

[Intro]
I know these n***as don’t want war man
N***as who want fucking war?
Zino I gotcha man
Stax, let’s do this baby
Lights out (Yeah)
Yo, yo

[Verse 1: Mike]
Hammers on cock, hit the lab up when you rock
Like Eminem get crushed on records, stabbed up and shot
Don’t even think about Zino, when caskets drop
And them D12 n***as them n***as get dropped too
And n***a it’s HOT juice soon as we spot you
Paul Paul ass n***a, he supposed to be ready
He’s a PC n***a he needs witness protection
And when it comes to these lines you won’t see me barely
See how quick he call feds when we kidnap Hailie
Ransom style, Shady you ain’t built like that
Where I’m from, shit you poppin’ would get you killed
Spitting on wax, the game be converted from crack
Like it’s all good, n***a runnin’ round like he straight hood
Playa think he fire we gon’ hose him down
Throw some rounds, see if D12 holds him down
(Down?) N***as is trash too man
[Hook: Mike and Stax]
It’s time to mash n***a, get ya guns locked, load em up
Cock em back, get Em on the scope, blow him up
What set you claim? Let me see that dawg
This ain’t rap no more, Imma clap that boy

[Verse 2: Stax]
You ain’t built to be no, Ray Benzino
First of all your gun ain’t loaded and you rollin’ with D12 n***a?
Fight music? How bout some lose ya life music
You know the sound of pipe, when the shots go through it
You ain’t stupid, don’t play with me dawg
Got acid bullets, make Hailie dissolve
This bigger than rap, and I ain’t hear to battle
Security lax, get close enough Imma stab you
I don’t think Dre the doctor to stitch you back
And on tour way dead man, I’ll call off the attack
We ain’t tellers, we ain’t gonna cut no slack
Get a crowbar dawg to get me off your back
We off in the lack, Kim blowing my sack
Head game is wack, but it’s the principle dawg
Take your best shot homie, the name’s Stax homie
I kill n***as for mil, I ain’t normal rap homie

[Hook: Mike and Stax]
It’s time to mash n***a, get ya guns locked, load em up
Cock em back, get Em on the scope, blow him up
What set you claim? Let me see that dawg
This ain’t rap no more, Imma clap that boy
[Verse 3: Mike & Stax]
We got a score to settle, in this metal to bang
You ain’t gotta eat paint chips to get lead in your brain
So open The Source, see Slim Shady’s been slain
Caught up in lead rain, he wasn’t built for the game
Now we could thug it on the street or on the club with bottles
Got bullets in my clip to size a Dro bottle
Shady gets slammed up when them hollow tips hit em up
Go at your whole record label, we strip em and split em up
It’s nothin’ to kill em up, is y’all villains or bitch
Come to your trailer park dawg, roll your house up with clips
Come out your lip, show you what I’m bout with the fifth
Lay up on a hot strip with a couch full of bricks

[Hook: Mike and Stax]
It’s time to mash n***a, get ya guns locked, load em up
Cock em back, get Em on the scope, blow him up
What set you claim? Let me see that dawg
This ain’t rap no more, Imma clap that boy