[Verse 1 - Welcome to the Where everybody like to Allahu Akbar You scared to say "God?" They call me because I play hard So get your helmets and face guards I spit holy water, lets have a Face Off: Cage They say the boy is off the chain two Pits in a cage Your girl say my flow the bomb like I swallow Respect the rules up in this shit so you get paid Or you gotta get like Windex with them twin Techs I'll Raid on top of insects. Niggas die fuckin they Oh, where I'm from they call "incest" Open the Bible, good book serves its for shook crooks Heavenly Father, I think we in Heaven, be a good Sing the In this heartless world I live in I have learned that I can't on love It hasn't me a Saint So I'mma take it all with me to the [Verse 2 - The cemetery ain't as new as the saint it bury ministers there right next to straight crooks And Nas told niggas they was and they'd look rhyme about banging, getting whooped on Facebook Now put that on wall, I put that on the wall I shot-call and brawl than Jon Wall I'm these niggas, bought everything last year And wasn't feeling these niggas. I mean I was last year Wasn't you niggas. Came back To a few more mil on you niggas Toast! I'm in the Phantom, nah nigga I ain't scared of no all the dead rapper's albums are selling the most [Verse 3 - Some say the 3rd puts niggas in a hearse Since I was born Jay, guess I'm the & The Curse Lot of Bloods out here, but I did it first Still out here that's why I'm up in the church Still for my sins, but not all the way Cause I rode up in the Benz and handed homie the K What he gon do with it? Probably run up on your with it That's what I call rap beef, luckily I'm through it Now I lean back, '72 with it Sell it to a nigga down South, he act a with it Back to them and the stool-pigeons You're too busy tryna us stars, but how are you living?