PANIC

[Verse 1: CYBERDRIP$]
Creepin' through cut
Never see the sun
Runnin' with the mutts
Leave these fangs in your guts
Bust another nut
CYBER loadin' up
Came up in the cold, hard drive made of rust
Melted your skull with this static
I spin around with the planets
And satellites in alignment
Leavin' 'em all in a panic
Leakin' oil, I'm damaged, I been birthed up outta mechanics
Hack into the unknown
Where my data been stranded
Look

[Verse 2: 99zed]
Grabbin' a dutch
Roll dat mothafucka, finna roll another 'cause it ain’t enough
Grip on my nuts
Rippin' my eyes out my head one by one 'cause I don’t give a fuck
Creepin' in the back with the G3
Droppin' at the labs, finna get myself a three piece
Repeat
John Cena how nobody see me
Bro on the Cavs, ain’t nobody gon' beat me

[Verse 3: Saliva Grey]
Pussy motherfucker, finna lick 'em like a sucker
Fill 'em wit' the venom, they gon' end up in the gutter
Fuckin' wit' the gang, get stained gotta scrub 'em
Run up on the Grey, get Stone Cold Stunner’d
One body, what? Two bodies, what?
Three homicides, see the cops, say what?
Four in the blunt, five and I’m slump
Six hollow shells from the Kel get slugged

[Verse 4: Nomad Blue]
We creep underground like the TMNT
Try to move with a shredder, get cut with a beam
All my niggas got merry go rounds
On the hip so you already know that
They spin for the team
You could get split
Sleeping in piss
Don’t need a plumber to know I’m the shit
I got dogs in the pin and hell hounds in the pit
So I don’t need a breeder to know you a bitch

[Verse 5: Sect Unit]
Betta watch yo' mouth when you speak to me
I like to hang out where the muhfuckin' weepers be
Don’t fall asleep 'cause I'ma be up in ya dreams
To fuck you up, I love it when you think of me
Bitch, get left in a ditch
I like how you scream, I’m enjoyin' the pitch
As soon as you twitch I’m knockin' yo' shit back
You a snitch and we gotta fix that

[Verse 6: Witchouse 40k]
Forty the wicked, the clip knock yo' top off
Spin 'round the coffin, to prove that his block soft
Hop out the dungeon my ghosts on me often
I haunt 'em, he scared make his jaw lock
Smokin these muhfuckas
Lost in the mix, seen 'em choke, he get left in his coffin
I broke 'em, his soul suffers
Hop out the crypts, rip the veins, out the mud on 'em often
I’m rotten and bone covered