[Intro]
Firing Squad!


[Verse 1: Demetrius Capone]
I am Crip or Blood, I'm a contradiction right?
I'm a blood cousin, I'm super Kryptonite

Listen, I switch it, I let the punishment fit the crime like
I blew this (*##$ mind, left cause she ain't blew my mind right
The COB Don Dada, it's not one hotter

I get mo', ^!$$%'s torch it like I'm Guantana'
I'm Pac and BIG Poppa cause I pack a big poppa
Shotgun drop ya', Nirvana your momma's Oblongata

It never occured to ya', even (*##$es get murked
And it's even worse when it's 1st degree leaving them 3rd degree burn on her
Next I'm raping her corpse after I murder her

Necrophilia (*##$, you $#&@ing with a murderer
I'm dicking 2 !@#%s, cause I'm giving 2 $#&@s
Who but the Shoes, we wrecks, the new Chucks

Chew'd up ya' crews, with Techs, we gooned up
Cross fire ya' front yard like I'm the Ku Klux


[Verse 2: Julius Luciano]
Hey yo, my 16s baffle
My %#@! is art, way over your head like the Sistine Chapel

Over your head like a hat, I got that Kangol flow
I got that go where you can't go flow
The thoughts I formulate is psycho

I [?] Norman Bates
Can't wrap your brain around the raps I say
Perhaps you may be able to wrap your brain around my full metal jacket

Make your brain hug my slugs, give my shots a warm embrace
My circle move through the street, kind of like a tire
Dressed to kill, wearing steel, kind of like attire

I kind of like to tie you up with dynamite
Make you spit a rhyme with 1 line like [?] made the fire
I'm a sly conniver, homocide designer, a spitter with cyanide saliva

^!$$% I'm a rhyme insider
I'm a rhyme messiah, give me a mic and ^!$$% I go in
Are we [?] if I had (Villa lago?)


[Verse 3: Andrew 'Dice' Dinero]
If I had a heart, it would have to be defrosted

If I had a mind, I would give you weak ^!$$%s a piece of it but I lost it
I'm often on one more than often not, often on so bums approach with caution
My tech is destined to clap the chest of a cat

Who's quest is to try to test the best left of the map
Take a rope and tie it around the neck of a cat
Leave him hanging like rejecting a dap

I'm a $#&@ing beast
I'll backhand your granny then uppercut your niece
Bust [?] a seed and then go $#&@ your !@#% to sleep

I'm actually past nasty, mad crafty
I spaz on tracks and I'm strapped, I'm clap happy
A live wire, choke you out with barbwire

A boss, you'll get laid out not off when I fire
This the COB and we warrin'
I'll have you [?????????]


[Verse 4: Kenny Siegel]
I'm stuck in my ways, I'm hard headed

Like I'm finna $#&@, freaking a !@#% is the only time I give a $#&@
Gripping a snub, squeezing the bust, the only buck I give a !@#%
Sieg is AIDS infested !@&(, I'm the sickest nut

I'm erection hard, I'm like the stinging pain you get ?????
?????????????? when my session starts,
Best in my profession, yes I perfected the wrecking art

Punch your chest so hard, your posture will look like a question mark
My bullets'll eject and make you step back as if you rejected
And send your clique a message like we textin'

Cause I don't think you really know what you up against
Like a one night stand, you don't know who you're $#&@in' with
Now your heart's like a Rolex hands, it ain't ticking

I keep iron on me like I'm on some weight bench %#@!
And I lift it everyday like I'm after great fitness
I'm on some other %#@!, some other %#@! I raise biscuits


[Outro]
Firing Squad!