[Verse 1: cricket Novatore]

I remain anonymous, i'm sadistic, ill kill my own crew like varg did euronymous, i breathe the stench of flesh and watch churches turn to ash, they burn fast and its payback for indoctrination, years of repression breeding endless counts of molestation, priests elusive evading grips like tax evasion, earths experience is sick and tyrannical with tales of ancient mysticism change the fuckin tv station, I come correct like a mother fuckin mathematician, i love sedition and the sound of a body dropped, I'll make your body flop- like an exorcism, snap fools in half at the waste like karate chops, I hope for prison breaks at every institution cause my solution is the murder of authority, mortuaries getting filled up from the retribution, fuck mercy, execution! you don't want a war with me


[Verse 2:TWC]

I'm here for revenge that might be justifiable, but everyone around me thinks that i'm maniacal, mother fuckers think im goofy cuz i got a lot of jokes, but who laughing now when i run up on em with the pole, and everywhere i go im getting props from all the folks, cuz im killin all the foes and i'm blown hella o's, so i'ma tell you how it goes, flip about a pound of blow, smoke about a pound of dro, stick the strap up to yo dome, got the chrome in my pocket, and now im about to cock it, shells in the sky like some fuckin bottle rockets, and the clock is tic tockin, revenge is very toxic, y'all snitches better watch it, and y'all haters better stop it, cuz i'm never fuckin stopping, until y'all fuckin dropping, retributions what is poppin, infamous is what im rocking, till the end im always clocking


[Verse 3:Puck]

Tongue swollen and lolling
Smiley miley on molly
We gestate on lengths
Words wrap round waists
What happens when mouths run dry
Down ribs yu choke on rhymes
Squawk like hungry gulls
Breadcrumbs dropped for criminals
The wine my lines im spillin
The verse my body christened
Fuck the subliminal
Im abrasive, and faced with
Living a life or a lie to be safe in
So im chasin
Where these chains end
Im the maggot gon feed on yr dead
Faggot gon bleed her in bed
Wit dat tongue jelly-ribbed, too safe, the tip
Powdered latex yu heinous
N yr coated half-assed quip
Gonna get yu a fat lip
My tongue rooting the split
Bloody stump, hardened lump
Im at yr throat
Watching yu gnash n grind yr gums in a slump
Whip it up
See where it gets you
ICU
And i'll be in the waiting room
[Verse 4: Goretex]

Shit bags and convicts some kids who never leave the projects
We turned buildings to moshpits sold dope at the hot beds
Sold coke in prospect park right near the A line
Before the dteks flooded with K-9's and cop techs
Ayatollah robes in russian teens post mortam, orphans , veyguys
Like closed coffins selling blow often
Dirt naps and walking abortions, caliber flow
Nauseous, washington heights block work, dopers, a fortress
Bundles of brown hades and tunes under heavy surveillance
Get a pound and sniff in the glue no racks like sammy the bull
Selling pills on campus, weed caravans
Mommies hiding they dope in they pampers
Great architects, apocalypse scholar, we did that shit on hoffa
We hit the kid I clipped two in his wig, crooked eye balls twisted like big
With scimitars paid a fuckin vig live and let live or see the fridge