Shaggy:

I sit up at night, it's at least 3 or 4

Blood drippin out my knuckles

From knocking skin on drywall

I see a face like flashlights on they chins

The more I blink the more it happens again, damn

Victims, from like ‘89

Floating their faces on the wall like it's the last time

I'm gonna see them again

The same time every night

The wall gets bigger with every flash of day light

Madrox:

Are they like venting on me

Walls confining me, inside of me

There's an emptiness that won't go away

I never said that I was right inside of my mind

But I'm sure over time I'll learn to climb the walls

I'm sure that over time I'll learn to right all of my wrongs

Sure it's right, four walls reflecting my life

Every night that I sit and watch the replay

Surrounding me (surrounding me)

These walls ain't holding me back (holding me back)

They can't tell me where we at (me where we at)

I'm uncontainable (uncontainable)

Surrounding me (surrounding me)

These walls ain't holding me back (holding me back)

They can't tell me where we at (me where we at)

I remain in control (in control)

Monoxide:

Tell ‘em

I can feel them looking at me

I can even hear them talking when I'm tryin to sleep

Sometimes they start spinnin or just closing in

And it's just too much to be, I can't win

Don't grin, it ain't funny

I just set it ablaze

I had to burn a whole ounce to escape that maze.

I was burned from my neck to my feet

But it was worth it until I went back

I didn't even hurt it

Violent J:

One wall surrounds me, no roof, no floor

I started falling as soon as I stepped through the door

Plain walls, don't let me see a crack in the paint

Where I'm focusing in and focused I ain't

Clang bang, I bloody the walls

I leave stains

So the next man falling at least can see things

I think of my life, reliving every memory

Starring into the walls of my epitome, falling

Blaze (x2):

Nothing but walls, but its all right

My back to the room in the corner all night

(Even in the darkness)

Nothing but walls, but its all right

My back to the room in the corner all night

(These walls keep watching me)

ABK:

I always catch myself starring into a dark day

Same place, new age

Hoes punch with rage

If they could talk, they probably wouldn't say much

Because I always keep myself looked away in such

Such a sheltered life being wasted away

Like four walls on a casket being put in a grave

So many hours spent looking at nothing

But I keep on glaring steadily hoping for something

Blaze:

I stare into space through my cell gate

For 80 years I've been known as inmate 14278

Walls can't confine me, on the noose every week

And when the guards take me for my shock treatment

I be leaving out the space in my head

To control the minds and unearth the undead

The problem is, I'm only out for two days

And I return to my coma and these walls and bars around me.

Surrounding me

These walls ain't holding me back

They can't tell me where we at

I'm uncontainable

Surrounding me

These walls ain't holding me back

They can't tell me where we at

I remain in control

Surrounding me

These walls ain't holding me back

They can't tell me where we at

I remain in control

Surrounding me

These walls ain't holding me back

They can't tell me where we at

I remain in control

Surrounding me

Holding me back

Holding me back

In control

Surrounding me (surrounding me)

These walls ain't holding me back (holding me back)

They can't tell me where we at (me where we at)

I'm uncontainable (uncontainable)

Surrounding me (surrounding me)

These walls ain't holding me back (holding me back)

They can't tell me where we at (me where we at)

I remain in control (in control)

Hey ya'll

Come over here, check this out

And gimme a minute of your time, but don't doubt

Anything that I tell ya'll, listen up closely

It's something ghostly, my ancestors told me

Way back before we walked the earth

It was so much cleaner cause it wasn't disturbed

But there was still hatred and strugglin' for our color

Cause if you had nothing you were bound to smother

And I don't know why, cause helping hands should be a must

It was written on the manuscript, in the book you trust

Unless it's all just a way to get us arguin'

Believe what you feel, even if it's a life of sin

 

[Chorus 2x]

Hey ya'll

Everybody gotta watch they back

We alone, so watch your back

Hey ya'll

Everybody gotta walk in they own path

But at the end, you can't go back

 

Ever since there's been a jail cell

Murder's been committed

Thou shalt not kill, and who's the one sinnin'?

At the end of all of this, will they be judged?

Punished for the life they took with no grudge

Nowadays, things sure ain't changed

There's a whole lot of states allowed to fry your brains

That's cause lately we just burn it away

Let them build they own prisons where their ass can stay

It's a wonder how we let things happen

I ain't special

But I enjoy takin' it to another level

Bad choices lead to a terrible afterlife

So, just learn your wrongs from right

 

[Chorus 2x]

Hey ya'll

Everybody gotta watch they back

We alone, so watch your back

Hey ya'll

Everybody gotta walk in they own path

But at the end, you can't go back

 

Hey ya'll

I don't mean to get ya thinkin' about

Things that's gonna get ya down and out

There just things I had to get up off my chest

Cause I'm trying to relax and just do my best

I don't wanna take a situation, and turn it upside down

I just feel this world's fuckin' around

I mean, who am I to judge?

I just, I was raised to be strong enough

Hey ya'll

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Hey ya'll

My ancestors got me down on my knees prayin'

Hey ya'll

They keep tellin' me to spread the word

Hey ya'll

Cause when they come their gonna test what you have learned

 

[Chorus 2x]

Hey ya'll

Everybody gotta watch they back

We alone, so watch your back

Hey ya'll

Everybody gotta walk in they own path

But at the end, you can't go back

 

Hey ya'll

Hey ya'll!

 

Retaliation, what now bitch!!

 

Intro]

Money can't buy love

Money can't buy love

Money can't buy love

Money can't buy love

Money can't buy love

Money can't buy love

 

[Verse 1]

By the way you look at me, you not feelin' me much

But I can tell how we kiss, I can tell how we touch

Was the one that you called when you wanted to get off

Now you don't wanna ride, tellin' me you'll get lost

Well, baby, do what you want. She said, "I do what I please"

She started to walk for the door. I get down on my knees

And then her heart got so cold. I could feel my words freeze

She said she only loved the money and never loved me

 

 

[Verse 2]

I really didn't wanna believe it. I was feelin' depressed

I had to go to a church. I had to go and confess

I told the preacher my sins. I said I'd show him the rest

I told him, "Call the police. I'll put four in her chest"

He told me, "Do it." I will, 'cause he'll be prayin' for me

He said the cops on they way, and they ain't playin' with me

They start to pull they pistols out, and they was aimin' at me

They told me, "Come quietly," and bullets sprayin' at me

 

[Verse 3]

I had to run up out the church. I'm in love. I was hurt

Like a pig in the mud, I'm in love with the dirt

So now it's death do us part, 'cause she was breakin' my heart

We was doomed in the end, 'cause we fucked up from the start

I'll get you high like the sky. You'll be so fly like a dove

I guess it's true what they say, that money can't buy you love

I'll get you high like the sky. You'll be so fly like a dove

I guess it's true what they say, that money can't buy you love

 

[Outro]

Detroiters middle-aged and older will remember the massive contribution their city made during World War II toward keeping the world free. Perhaps more keenly they can recall the quiet they felt when Sir Winston Churchill knighted the city of Detroit the "Arsenal of Democracy." Now a quarter of a century later, Detroit has emerged from another war. This time, the fifth largest city in the country has earned a regrettable new title. The cradle of the bloodiest and costliest civil disturbance in the history of the American nation

Of course, many accounts of personal suffering and tragedy will come out of Detroit's ordeal by fire and bullets. We'll be hearing those for weeks, months, even years to come. This is evidence of sniper activity, exchange of-

Verse 1: Ouija Macc]

They say "Ouija, how you so smart?" cause I'm tying my brain closer to my heart (uh)

I'm just slanging my art (huh)

I'm just playing my part

You seen her OnlyFans I heard that bitch fart (ooh!)

He want smoke load that chopper like a cart (b-b-boom!)

How a Juggalo spanking these charts (uh!)

Oh you mad should've never let me start

Racced up baby Ouija been glowing (been glowin')

Shawty booty rollin' (ooh) got my members swollen (ooh)

She gon' put it in her colon

I ain't seen her in a minute we just living for the moment

Chapter 17 we the best thing smoking (huh)

Hoes on my scrotum (yuh!)

Staccs up like totem (woah)

The hatchet be my precious I'm that golem (yuh)

Fucc 12 til' them pussies stop patrolling

Stеady whippin' got it poppin' I be really money walkin'

Til' thеm tippin' bitches floccin' I'ma motherfuccin problem

(THIS ONE GOIN' CRAZY!)

Steady whippin' got it poppin' I be really money walkin'

Til' them tippin' bitches floccin' I'ma motherfuccin problemr

Verse 2: Madchild]

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Feeling kinky, lip syncing to Too $hort's "Freaky Tales" (biatch)

Having creepy visions of whiskey drinking

And envisioning sneaking into where Christie Brinkley dwells

I know this is risky thinking but I wanna stick her like she's decals

But when murdering females

Better pay attention to these details or you could be derailed

Better wear at least three layers of clothing or be in jail

If you get scratched because your DNA'll

Be all up under her fingernails

Man, he hears you, I don't think he cares

He gives a fuck, even his pinky swears

Three personalities burstin' out of me, please beware

Her TV blares, can't hear the creaking stairs

She's unaware in no underwear, she's completely bare

Turns around and screams, I remember distinctly

I said, "I'm here to do sink repairs"

Chop her up, put her body parts

In front of Steven Avery's trailer and leave 'em there

But hey man, I was framed

I know what this looks like, officers

Please just give me one minute

I think I can explain

I ain't murdered nobody

I know these words are so nutty

But I'm just here to entertain

How come your shirt is so bloody?

There's a missing person, so what? He's

Got nothin' to do with me

I'm almost certain I was framed

Woke up, it was dawn, musta knew somethin' was wrong

Think I'm becomin' a monster 'cause of the drugs that I'm on

Donald Duck's on, there's a Tonka Truck in the yard

But dog, how the fuck is Ivanka Trump in the trunk of my car?

Gotta get to the bottom of it to try to solve it

Must go above and beyond, 'cause it's incumbent upon me

Plus I feel somewhat responsible for the dumb little blonde

Girl, that motherfuckin' baton twirler that got dumped in the pond

Second murder with no recollection of it

Collectin' newspaper articles, cuttin' out sections from it

Memory's too fucked to remember, destructive temper

Cut my public defender's jugular then stuck him up in a blender

Another dismembered toddler discovered this winter probably

'Cause the disassembled body

Was covered up in the snow since the month of November oddly

I'm wanted for questioning

Them son of a bitches probably just wanna pin this on me

But hey man, I was framed

I know what this looks like, officers

Please just give me one minute

I think I can explain

I ain't murdered nobody

I know these words are so nutty

But I'm just here to entertain

How come your shirt is so bloody?

There's a missing person, so what? He's

Got nothin' to do with me

I'm almost certain I was framed

Still on the loose, they

Spotted me inside McDonald's Tuesday

In a Toronto Blue Jays cap, lookin' like your college roommate

With Rihanna, Lupe, Saddam Hussein, Bobby Boucher

Or was it Cool J? The cops is on a goose chase

Just escaped from the state pen

For eight women who hate men

Don't make it no weirder, I'm naked

When I break in your basement

Under your baby's play pen, I lay in, wait adjacent

Facin' the door, remainin' patient while stayin' complacent

Blatant sexual implications are continuin' to get thrown

Insinuations are placed in little riddles and poems

Left on your pillow in hopes, that when you get home

You'll get the hint, ho, I'm in your window

But it never occurred to me I could describe a murder scene

In a verse and be charged with first degree

'Cause it just happened to match up perfectly

With the massacre or the Burger King burglary

No, officer, you see

I was framed

I know what this looks like, officers

Please just give me one minute

I think I can explain

I ain't murdered nobody

I know these words are so nutty

But I'm just here to entertain

How come your shirt is so bloody?

There's a missing person, so what? He's

Got nothin' to do with me

I'm almost certain I was framed

Ay Ouija

(right now, right now)

Hol' up huh

{Devereaux}

 

[Hook: Ouija Macc]

Got the OG's bouncing in this motherfucca right now

Feeling like the future of the wicced shit

Feeling like the future of the wicced shit

Feeling like the future of the wicced shit

To the fucc boys who acted like my family and held me out

Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch

Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh

Gotcha feeling like a stupid bitch

Got the young boys bouncing in this motherfucca right now

Looking like the future of the wicced shit

Looking like the future of the wicced shit

Looking like the future of the wicced shit

And my ex hoes who never saw potential - How you like me now?

Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch

Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh

Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch

 

 

[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]

Foe fifs to ya lips blow a little kiss (mmwah)

Long dicc but your bitch don't deserve the shit

No paint on my face Ima murder shit

Told Violent J tell me what to hurt em' with?

Murderous, blood curdlin', ripped cartilage, all of this for all of this blood on a bitch

Calling this the ballin' this now, follow this, venomous, from Hell I guess, rebellious

Finally found my link (my link)

Finally found my link (my link)

I finally found my link (ohh)

Give a fucc what y'all think (hold up)

Pussy meet ya maker then it take ya where ya gotta go

Split ya noggan then I leave you smokin' like an optimo

Callin me on my name and I change this game and slice ya fucin' clothes

He was sleeping on me now I'm poppin' thats the way it goes (bitch)

Thats the way it goes (hah little bitch, turn up)

Point me to the people Ima speak the evil

Fucc who ever frontin' on me tell em I don't need them neither

Homie crank the bass until it blow the muthafuccin speaker

Straightjacket on me mane I'm feeling like I'm Justin Bieber

Feel like Miley Cyrus

Feel like Miley Cyrus

Ima wrecking ball on anybody try us

You know where my knife is when its in your iris

Every juggalo computer got me like a fuccin' virus

Dirty demon in designer I don't need a stylist

Put my baby in designer feeling like a stylist

Bloodstain Balmain got me feeling stylish

Laugh when I see brains got me feeling childish

Psychopathic in this bitch we the fuccin' wildest

Got the FBI tryna profile us

Got the ATF tryna profile us

Tell Trump go and see a gynecologist

Slaughter them, Slaughter them, fake like collegian

Cops can't help you, no point calling them

All of them, All of them, must kill all of them

Stone Cold boomin' out the tomb like Solomon

*BOOM BOOM*

Buck Buck buck shot at them

Robbin' them pop four more diazepam

Yuck these taste like shit now its on again

Die and perform The Gathering as a hologram

Finally found my link (my link)

Finally found my link (my link)

I finally found my link (ohh)

Give a fucc what y'all think (hold up)

You may never hear my music coming out the radio

CD's, MP3's for the thuggalos

Calling me on my name I change the game just like some fuccin' clothes

He was sleeping on me now I'm poppin' thats the way it goes

 

[Hook]

Got the OG's bouncing in this motherfucca right now

Feeling like the future of the wicked shit

Feeling like the future of the wicked shit

Feeling like the future of the wicked shit

To the fucc boys who acted like my family and held me out

Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch

Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh

Gotcha feeling like a stupid bitch

Got the young boys bouncing in this motherfucca right now

Looking like the future of the wicked shit

Looking like the future of the wicked shit

Looking like the future of the wicked shit

And my ex hoes who never saw potential - How you like me now?

Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch

Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh

Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch

 

[Verse 2: Lyte]

(?) and I love it

Alright til' I fall dead til the blood drip

Thug shit catch a slug quick

Haters suck dick

(?) get the plug bitch if ya drug sick

Now bloody in the thug pit got the club lit

Fuck a stud ho!

Won't you let a jugga-lug hit

Scrub clique got your whole team bugging but it don't mean nothing

Mean mugging something that you seen coming

Murder for food and I'm serving these fools

And I'm killing this shit and you heard of me too

And I vertically shoot out the burgundy coupe

Send them bust in your head you'll need surgery (ughh)

So fuck with my team and I might go batshit

We are the future of Psychopathic

See why you mad brah look how I grabbed ya abracadabra like flow magic

Back in the day never saw my potential

We in the game and you stuck on that bench hoe

Slaughter them all and you still smell the stench though

Bouncing in this motherfucka wearing my trench coat

 

[Hook]

Got the OG's bouncing in this motherfucca right now

Feeling like the future of the wicked shit

Feeling like the future of the wicked shit

Feeling like the future of the wicked shit

To the fucc boys who acted like my family and held me out

Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch

Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh

Gotcha feeling like a stupid bitch

Got the young boys bouncing in this motherfucca right now

Looking like the future of the wicked shit

Looking like the future of the wicked shit

Looking like the future of the wicked shit

And my ex hoes who never saw potential - How you like me now?

Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch

Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh

Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch