[Mastamind]
Uh, uh, oh, whassup?
It came to this now huh?
We gotta cut mothafuckas like this now right?
Uh, uh, what? what? hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
[Mastamind]
Everytime I come around niggas look at me up and down
What the fuck now? Do I got to get buckwild?
My stress is at it's all time high
I'm just not impressed, with softees acting hard I gives a fuck less
Do I got to open his head up something surgical?
Take them vertical, never tatum while the verse is full
Oh no! We gotta bleeder, bitch meet the reaper
The Devil ain't got no love for you, me neither
You don't want a nigga like me to see ya, keep a heater
The way my demons want you dead wouldn't wanna be ya
Joke's up, the G loc's up, so what, shut up
We gonna see how tough you be when we roll up
Talking more shit that a critic would till we visit his hood
Break his limbs chop him down, split his wood
Time out, get him out the game anyway
Fuck what anybody say, I can live with the fame
I came to master the game and dish out pain
You can't weather the storm get out the rain
All my killas chant, die die
That all my killas in the van, about the murder ride
And strive, when we collide ya better be somewhere inside
Keep screaming for your life, can't look a demon in the eye
[Esham]
You, you, you to light in the ass to try to step in the ring with a heavy weight
I'm about to kill you, I give you a shot at the title but you must be suicidal
Who's ya idol punk? Who's ya idol? You wanna piece a this?
You can't handle this scandulous shit
Brain surgery you better murder me I need some therapy
For those who never heard of me you need a lombotamy
Gotta be in ya head like purgery, purgatory
Concocted the evil rhyme inside the laboratory
Pimped Booming Words From Hell, way before D12
Tell me your favorite white rapper act like a female
Bitch, slit ya wrist like ya dumb wife, Kim
Scribble my name on the wall, I love E-S-H-A-M
Choke a psychiatrist, choke the mic in my fist
Choking off the bomb smoke his therapy says my therapist
I sniffed through much cane, wanna kill to many people
So I hafta hear no, see no, say no motherfucking evil
Brain surgery, open ya head up, wake the dead up
Never let up till ya wet up, when ya fall down, never get up
Brain surgery, open ya head up, wake the dead up
Never let up till ya wet up, when ya fall down, never get up
[Shoestring]
Come peep my skills and operation
Stick it in your brain, a mental patient
Looking in yo mind, bitch you still crying
Open up yo head and hit that line
I tap them nerves and it makes you wiggle
I kill more brains than Dr. Giggles
So call us up if its urgent
Dr. Kill Kill, yo fucking brain surgeon
Dr. Kill Kill, yo fucking brain surgeon
Dr. Kill Kill, yo fucking brain surgeon
