Lyrics:

ft. Sticky Fingaz, Tech N9ne

Marijuana that Ill light when I'm alone
Reaching ultraviolet lights to kill the spiders in my skull
I'm a recluse, wreck you, hiding in my home
M. Bison when I light up, doing spirals when I roam
With the buffalo, puff a smoke, get stigmata
Buffalo Soldier, dread lock Rasta
I'm with the vultures, get some drama
Don't believe in karma, head shot
Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead
Or there's three left in the chamber with the gun against the head
Russian roulette, one of them's left
Wondering was it something I said?
These motherfuckers run for cover
When I hum a number, something other, mutter, thunder, hunger
For the blood of others, hunting, Hunter S. junkie
Huffing, puffing under stress
A gutter slug with nothing but a stutter destiny
Tiny ants dance beneath this giant's feet
Rival me and get the ironing for irony
I get brief, I get me, I get told if I get breeze
From the mouth of madness, Michael Myers when this mic has ceased
Idling, they talk shit, that Wi-fi got the best
But, their fingers stick to text nine times out of ten
Yeah, watch them die by fountain pen
A pound of flesh and it better not be counterfeit

Die, die, die
Die, die, die

You think you can take me? Well, come on with it
I'm a sick, twisted fuck, I leave you tormented
So if you got a weak stomach then you better forget it
I'm a shark, I smell blood, it's too late to forfeit it
Deading yall niggas is what I do for a living
And I'mma leave a scar so you never forget it
Have you dripping out of windows while we robbing your credit
Run it by me, you won't be able to walk to the clinic
I'm a pathologist, Dr. Kevorkian
Nigga, I promised this, the hip hop scorpion
I turn all yall kids into orphans then
Raise them as my own, shit, thats better off for them
I know I'm going to the place that's too hot for me
Cause I'm a fallen angel, something in me gots to sink
Ain't no way in hell I'm not top of the ten
If I'm not number one, I must be zero then
You dead in my sights, it's over once I zero in
Dead to rice for tryna be a hero again
Time to sign your death warrant, nigga, hand on a pen
Put your best foot forward, take it on the chin
Plus whenever I'm on track pain get inflicted
Punchlines hit your head, your brain gets shifted
I'm vicious, have you screaming, Abort the mission
Relentless, I like to see you hurt, that's Sadistik

Die, die, die
Die, die, die

Ahga beeba fee a lotta booby
Dada boba shabaland who be hotta, not a man
Whoever think different's in lala land
Allah crammed scholar and a lot of K.O.D. inside of my knot then, bada bam
Strange music, my gang ruthless, we bang you if lame
Stupidness out your fangs, true is the pain you get
From brain shoe kicks my aims lucid, my name shoot this thing
Hang nooses, we flame crew it's no dang blue shit
Sick with Sticky and Sadistik suddenly something shifted
Simple Simon suckers seeming submissive
See us and some surely substitute sis's
Chakratease spit shit, psycho scripts is scripted syphilis
You haters don't ride on my dick but yo mama there
She like to play in my goat, she call it Osama hair
So now you wanna go get yo llama pair and shoot me
I'll die cause my insurance was fucked up by Obama care