(Dre Dog)   Muthafucka so I heard you like to run your mouth   But eat this rhyme so you can taste what I'm a talk about   That sewer rat mack in black is back   Dre Dog in your dome lacin' caine wit' my dank sack   You get change for my respect silly muthafucka   Come closer and get served like a dirt clucker   Wit' a mind the find of Al Capone   But with the gift to manip like Jim Jones   But muthafucka I will clown and insult ya   And when you die, feed off you like a vulture   Cuz' in the streets there ain't no love so nigga fuck peace   I break your jaw and have you chokin' on your wisdom teeth   six-six two-twenty not a Tommy Tucker   You don't like me I ain't scared of you muthafucka   Cuz' I can get racist like the Ku-Klux-Klan   Call you Kunta Kintae then whup yo ass!   Game exposed on the whole damn institute   Muthafucka's get chewed like Juicy Fruit   Uhh, fools get smacked wit' the back of my hand   Nigga's get crushed like aluminum cans   Mr. Jim Jones and it just don't quite   Fillmore for life and I will fuck yo Bitch!      (Cougnut)   I'm tired of these muthafucka's talking lip   On who's down while I might waste a lyric clip   To your dome watch it bust little chumps   Brains on my chest from the blast of that lyric   Coughing up blood now your dead and nee a witness   Execute rapper's of the charts is my business   It don't really matter if it's him or if it's her   Decapitating bodies on my list like Jeffrey Dalmer   Serial style murders jumpin' off on my stutter step   Gotta keep it gruesome, keep it bloody to maintain my rep   Tales of the Crypt   It got sick, smell the body funk   Sights on crucial make Jason look like a punk   MC's on freeze on they knee's sayin' please   Bustin at they ass to these fools not breath   I don't know why these muthafucka's wanna fuck wit' me   Check your tails runnin' up on this N-U-T   I don't really care battle anywhere hard!   Mutalate your body when we battle pick a graveyard   Thats were you goin when I flow and when I rap   Fucked off diesel! Take a dirt nap   Rock a mic gotta go, you don't feel me do'   Fucked off D so when you step to the rock hoe   Rottweiler attackage, when I'm locking on your fuckin' neck   Don't other nathin', cuz' I take respect   Talkin' that shit, so listen to ya holla   Fake-ass rapper gettin' sicked on someones rottweiler   MUTHAFUCKA!!!