Intro / Kill Em

[Lil Jack talking]
Yeah, beast mode nigga
Shouts out to my Manson niggas
Shouts out to all the fans
Shouts out to you hatin' ass niggas
... supportin' this shit, stayin' down
Be on the lookout for the volume 2, up next
Ain't gon' stop, let's kill these motherfuckers

[Intro Verse] 4x
Kill 'em, we kill 'em, may let loose some shots
I leave brains on the ceiling, I'm 'bout to go nuts
Turn you into a victim, mentally disturbed
My trigger finger itchin', they say I'm insane
I'm insane, I'm in love with cocaine
Bulletproof my shit, jack a bitch, Manson the game
I be losin' my mind and ... on you close range and BANG

[Verse 1]
Fuck a murder charge with yo lawyer charge
Bitch I go so hard ... bars
We gon' get you my nigga, pistol whip and split you my nigga
Body bag and (?) my nigga
Garbage men will zip you we give you that issue
Ridin' with that (?) higher than a bitch
I bet you that bitch smoke you and your bitch
I pop ... ain't no stoppin' these Manson type killings
Cut off yo body parts, lock you off in the trunk
Up with that rent-a-car (?) like ...
We do crazy seances off in (?)
I turn you into a skeleton
Bury you niggas alive for them Benjamins
Killin' 'em, cocaine increase my adrenaline
Ladies and gentlemen BANG BANG

[Intro Verse] 2x
Kill 'em, we kill 'em, may let loose some shots
I leave brains on the ceiling, I'm 'bout to go nuts
Turn you into a victim, mentally disturbed
My trigger finger itchin', they say I'm insane
I'm insane, I'm in love with cocaine
Bulletproof my shit, jack a bitch, Manson the game
I be losin' my mind and ... on you close range and BANG

[Verse 2]
I'm pimpin' bitches and pistol whippin' niggas
Maybe I'm trippin', I (?) killa
My intuition tellin' me to bust 'em
Half of 'em scared, half of 'em bluffin'
I'm breakin' discussion (?) torture
Fuckin' with Jack (?) atrocities
(?) wanna murder me
(?) face down in a quarter key
Russian AK with that kickstand
... knock off yo head man
I turn you into a dead man
... shots while yo kids playin'
Man you niggas are playin' crazy
Snort a couple grams pre-assassination
Ball through yo hood with yo head in the trunk
Pullin' up drunk, blastin' that pump
Loose up your neck like a (?)
My niggas yellin' out "Manson!"
Bashin' yo head beyond recognition
My niggas leavin' you niggas missin'
Hope you niggas got ammunition