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[Verse 1: Spek One]
Ill collaborator, the first motherfucker to stab a hater
These fags are fruity like a pack of fucking Now and Laters
Like Darth Vader I'm coming with dark capers
These people cannot take us, the eye of the hawk came and popped
You hear that? Homie neither did I
The bullet exited the barrel and it went through your eye
It's do or die flow rhythms like I told you before
Now who am I? Go-getter and I'm rеady for war
You're in store for more than blood, guts, and gorе
And yo it's too much to ignore because I'm coming at you raw
With chainsaws and machetes and blades
And no, this ain't Saw but I'm ready to play
I do this every day, go to work and bottle up the rage
When I'm off and see an enemy he gets it in the face
How's it taste little hater? I've been waiting for weeks
Though it hardly ever happens I don't play when I beef

[Chorus: Spek One]
And if you want some, you can get some
Go-getters like me will leave your head numb
So what you need son?
If you got beef, run
We'll make you beat your feet right down the street, what?
And if you want some, you can get some
Go-getters like me will leave your head numb
So what you need son?
If you got beef, run
We'll make you beat your feet right down the street, what?

[Verse 2: Twocees]
It's a stampede, cats are running in fear
We just open the floodgates, it's not your year
We manipulate turmoil and devastation
We be the cause of a lot of shit, no hesitation
We bring it right to your grill, man don't test my patience
I'm just tryna relax, preach to my congregation
As I flow like water my eyes looking Asian
High up on the moon rhyming for space stations
Setting nuclear terror to this abomination
I be ripping and tearing screaming out my aggression
Go-getter mentally bringing war
Raw is the essence, we constantly bringing more
With a numb noodle you can't focus on what's in store
So you're blind to the fact when we're walking through that door
It's not the pizza man knocking, see that's my chamber cocking
I'm gonna leave you with this one bullet, one hit option

[Chorus: Spek One]
And if you want some, you can get some
Go-getters like me will leave your head numb
So what you need son?
If you got beef, run
We'll make you beat your feet right down the street, what?
And if you want some, you can get some
Go-getters like me will leave your head numb
So what you need son?
If you got beef, run
We'll make you beat your feet right down the street, what?

[Verse 3: Insane Poetry]
Come and get some, which one of you wanna get hung from a ceiling fan naked bleeding from a slit tongue?
Butcher knife massacre, knifing you one backfired
Blood all over me, smiling in the background
Laughing and I'm smiling licking the blood off my fingertips
Basking in the violence plus roll off you demons when my unholy water flow
Blessed by the ancient elders
An American Horror Story 'bout to paint the cellars
It's padded room music fucking with them LabRatz
With the van go and murder, murder painted abstract
And being shown in the dark in some art gallery
You know it's the poet that sparks tragedies
More I stand in the flesh I'm art canvasing
Our eyes put you in the center of my dark fantasies
I'll fucking murder you cats, with the skull and cross mics and the circle saw and axe

[Chorus: Spek One]
And if you want some, you can get some
Go-getters like me will leave your head numb
So what you need son?
If you got beef, run
We'll make you beat your feet right down the street, what?
And if you want some, you can get some
Go-getters like me will leave your head numb
So what you need son?
If you got beef, run
We'll make you beat your feet right down the street, what?