Leave 'em all burning, triple six degrees (Yeah, yeah)
Heard they started hating, wanna murder thee (Murder thee)
Yung Christ turned to Satan, bless the devilish (Yeah, yeah)
Nowadays I get my joy from fucking chasing death (Yeah, yeah)
Mama raised a savage, knew I wasn't average (I wasn't)
Pops seen me coming up, he knew I had the package (Knew I had the package)
Let the 40 kick, drum roll with the sticks (Pum-pum)
Hands will fuck your jaw, know who you fucking with (Woah, woah)