[Hook: Dosia Demon]
Thinking of a master plan
You will never understand
Show no love only hatred
Late for death at my command
Feel the pain It's never ending
This will be your final warning
Evil in the shadows, lurking
In the end, there's only mourning
Thinking of a master plan
You will never understand
Show no love only hatred
Late for death at my command
Feel the pain It's never ending
This will be your final warning
Evil in the shadows, lurking
In the end, there's only mourning

[Verse 1: Kaoz]
Thinking of breaking you
Replacing the fake in you
Your screams are compelled to the realms of hell where I'm taking you
Show signs of an overdose, with the eyes of the comatose
Victim of wicked sickness, you won't ride with the holy ghost
Afraid cause I'm the devil, kid this isn't a fairy tale
Cause my hands reap around your neck, cut off air to your cerebellum
A piece to the puzzle, yes you will bleed for this hustle
You sold your soul to Satan, you can't even breathe through his muzzle
You just a fanboy inside a stan, a rookie that's tryna to dance
But claiming killa, I can smell the pussy inside your pants
Talking all that bullshit You'll get tossed in the final plans
You say you'll resurrect, well mothafucker you'll die again
That hoe shit will never slide
When I show up you better hide
I will catch you slipping, slip the extra clip in the .45
Now it's time for action
Hope you look alive, look alive
Fuck that corny shit bitch it's time to die
Swear to god
[Verse 2: Fifth Elley]
My master plan to be disastrous
Cause I know nothing in the game is ever glamorous
Let the hammers rip, I'll make your grandma flip
Fifth a bad mama jamma I will slam ya bitch
Slam a fifth, my Amsterdam, you couldn't handle it
Steady blowing cigarillos and some cancer sticks
Always ready with the fo', blow your candle wick
Pillow talking like a bitch you get your camera split
I'm a motherfucking heavyweight, I levitate
I penetrate them with the dinners plate, I'm so articulated
Never hesitate to run a fade hope you don't see me later
Pull up on a motherfucker [?] and hit you with [??] bang
Twitch [???] kicking like Liu Kang
Forty get to popping I'm dropping all of your gang
Bitch motherfucker better stay in yo lane
I will murder everybody in the game, fuck fame
Everybody talking like they dangerous
Don't play with us, you're sniffing on that angel dust
I came to bust, rookie better hang it up
I'ma chop a motherfucker like I'm Kemosabe, run
Everybody talking like they dangerous
Don't play with us, you're sniffing on that angel dust
I came to bust, rookie better hang it up
I'ma chop a motherfucker like I'm Kemosabe, sup?
[Verse 3: Omega Sin]
I'm dropping so much shit, flow so sick
Got you feeling like you're living at the bottom of an outhouse
Now listen to the bomb as it ticks
When I detonate your shit, I kick back and watch it burn your whole house down
I'm putting on my mask, you don't wanna see me flip
Slice your ass open just to see the way it drip
If I wanted any lip I would pull down the pants of your bitch
Swing the chainsaw, let it rip
Dropped a hit of acid now I'm going on a trip
My dick get hard every time I see a brick
Chilling on a weed farm with some cannibal hicks
I'm going for your neck, I'm an animal bitch
So sick with it, I got annual checks
When I'm playing with the voodoo, can you handle the hex?
I'm sick and deranged, bout to put a bullet in your cap
Sticking them in the oven, put the temperature on max
I'm in the attic with an automatic weapon
I'm shooting till you're headless so you don't need to call the medics
Send in the detectives so they can do forensics
And question everybody that you talk to on your friends list
Just to find out no one knows who is in this
Keep a big bag of the dro when I gotta [?]
Your wife, watch her ?park? like a demon while I ?cut her?
'bout to marinate the ?person, they get murdered? in the oven
[Verse 4: K-Fix]
All black with a mac bout to rat a tat a n***a
Latex gloves on like I'm bout to tat a n***a
When it come to doing the mission, I'm so elusive
I shoot 'em, no hesitance or evidence that I'ma catch a n***a
I don't give a fuck if you got a problem that's harder than calculus
With the cal ima handle it if you test a n***a
With the fully loaded we be putting n***as on a stretcher bet i'ma handle my business taking ana with you n***as
Linin' 'em up, I'll put the nine in ya gut
You get the plottin', it's going down I'll make it violent and soakin'
Hide undercover, now waiting for the perfect time to get ?buck as?
You playing pussy now my bullets finna dive in them guts
You won't survive in a bluff
Or perpetrating like you been around
If you touch me guaranteed this semi make 'em simmer down
Soldiers in the underground, yeah I get around
Lock 'em in the trunk of the crown, body never found
I'm the one to call when you need a job done
Throw on the mask and pull a list the type of shit I call fun
Breaking the law and then I disappear before the law come
Leave em heartless when I'm feeling so i really bar none
How come? Maybe it's cause of the paper that I gotta get
Steady wilin a n***a get into all kind of shit
?reaching? my threat and im telling em take heed
These n***as are fake g's like a thousand of counterfeit
And ima hold it down till the dollar (?)
Ho and then I'll never get defeated, they don't really deserve
Nothing but shooters all around me like I live in The Purge
Out of the shadows of the Memphis tinted real it's immersive
When the work's done they no longer suffer, they come out the struggle
I stated I'm in love with the numbers, I'm down on my hustle
And if a n***a looking for trouble they run up, get done up
I know they hear the rumbling stomach, I been had the hunger
For real

[Verse 5: Hurracane]
Really put together [?] clever
Shit that'll leave a motherfucker under the weather
Going cranial for cranium, I bet you get severed
Intellectual individual [?]
Make the big green monster, double the entendre
Look at this motherfucker pullin' up in a Tonka
From here to Tonka, hunk the horn and go nuts
The horn on my head make the crown just roll up
My n***a swole up big as fuck
Head about the size of a garbage truck
And he heartless regardless when shit come up
We can squash it or hospice to pick 'em up
Know the bad creation my maturation
Ain't going so well, I'm a basket case and
Only thing I think about is mashin' face in
Murdering motherfuckers and go back to the basement
They said that I cannot do it but yes I can
Look at me, I have another Master Plan
The centipede that'll attach man to man
Or could it be that I'm channeling Marilyn Manson
I get tired of people calling me stupid
Jumped on the internet and googled the blueprint
Now I got a monster that's prob'ly a nuisance
To anybody thinkin' I don't know how to use it
You drew too quick, n***a, chunk your deuces
Label me Eazy-E 'cause I'm fucking Ruthless
When I think about it, you wanna know how to do this
But I'll never give it up 'cause I'm a master to this
Master plan's shit from here to Massachusetts
Evil scientist, he got the masses too sick
I was always told if you don't use it you lose it
So I choose to inflict pain in all of my music

[Verse 6: Momentim]
See I don't really know if I should be goin' as fast as I can
But the beat's bumpin' and droppin' hard like a bag of sand
So I'm drinking a couple of red bulls and I'll be smashing the cans
Spittin' fire coming up hotter than some pots and pans
And with a little bit of skill I make you piss your pants
But it's all just part of the (Master Plan)
Look at the way that I'm riding the rhythm I'm coming up outta
Nowhere with a flow that'll have you wondering how I'm coming up with the syllables
I've never been a criminal, try to keep it to a minimum
But if you talking shit I ain't afraid of getting physical
These other rappers pitiful, and yeah they're getting pussy
But they're acting like they didn't find 'em swinging on a stripper pole
And like a fishing pole I keep it reel and I keep it cool just like I'm on the North Pole
(Skinny dipping in a swimming pool)
I like to mix it up a little, switch up my deliverance
I jump up on an instrumental just to give the listeners a little bit
Of what they're missing every time they listen to the shit that I've been dissin', on a mission to exist and with persistence I'm convinced I can make a difference in this business, cause I'll stick it to the one percenters they won't know what hit 'em once I build up some momentum then I'm coming to get 'em like I was the devil, through seven gates of hell is where I'll send 'em when I kill 'em shit is getting detrimental so just let this be a lesson
I'ma get the Smith & Wesson if you messin with Momentim

[Verse 7: Trust]

[Hook: Dosia Demon]
Thinking of a master plan
You will never understand
Show no love only hatred
Late for death at my command
Feel the pain It's never ending
This will be your final warning
Evil in the shadows, lurking
In the end, there's only mourning