text: Ye-yeah!
  Yeah hoe!
  Ye-yeah!
  Yeah hoe!
  Lately ive been thinkin that I really wanna make another wave in the game
  Never wanna play safe
  No shame in the way that I conquer my demons
  And you 
   let em sacrifice their daughter
  Under the altar 
  Take what the demons and have to offer
  Im chilling in my leather thong staff made of gold
  Got a baby named Loot with a pentagram bra
  She got 30 bitches locked up in the wall
  At the bottom of my dungeon where I took em last fall
  Blasphemous flow so controversial
  Raid the rap game like a Roach commercial
  Killin my foes and its always personal
  I hope it curse you
  Worser than the worst get
  I dont be up on the internet when I flex
  I be chillin in the dark with a blunt lit
  Schizophrenic mind state like Whos this?
  Who? Me? Kold-Blooded motherfucker, GHOSTEMANE and Sisco
  $crimmy on the beat so you know its simple
  Underground Kings, R.I.P. to the Pimp though
  Never needed permission to finish an essential incantation
  Ive been waitin til the words are sequential
  Call me puzzle maker never breakin out my grip ho
  Separation for the sake of situation critical
  Never seen, and its Schemaposse at The Pinnacle
  Uhhhhhhh....
  Bitch you the best, fuck all the rest
  None of you niggas can leave 
  Im one of the best, but I just like 
  I dont know you niggas so 
  Im with motherfuckers that aint got no name 
  Or niggas I tell to go out and find your lane
  I beat a nigga ass like my name is Bruce Wayne 
  Hit you hard like a train, hope you niggas 
  You gon need a fucking miracle, these niggas too mythical
  I cant believe a word, these niggas soundin too pitiful 
  When I hit a motherfuckers throat and its critical
  I jump up on the mic and then I swear its all synical 
  We just laughin at you niggas ass so its 
  I line em all up, pick em off in a miracle 
   crossin this , or they finna jump the border
   Im a mental hoarder 
  Hold up, Im switching the flow
  And Im showing you niggas Im colder 
  The Mafia bringing that Bazz and we be knockin your head up off your shoulders 
  Hangin these bitch niggas up like a crucifix
  Talkin so stupid can get you dismembered, bitch! 
  Puttin these niggas 
  Bitches dont got no numbers for acknowledge
  I aint wastin time with a shady clone
  They aint never gonna get the fuck on 
  Ive been puttin on for my fucking team
  So your dick suckin I do not condone 
  I aint wastin time with a shady clone
  They aint never gonna get the fuck on 
  Ive been puttin on for my fucking team
  So your dick suckin I do not condone 
  Motherfucker!
  Schemaposse, hoe! Bazz Mafia, hoe!
  What it is, bitch?