[Chorus]   I got some redrum shit up on my redrum mind   And when I creep up on you bitch, that ass is mine   It ain't no time for explanations, ain't no time ta pray   It ain't no muthafuckin' mercy, Redrum!   Redrum, murder redrum   Redrum, murder redrum   Redrum, murder redrum   4:20, 7-8-1      [Verse 1: P.I.T.]   It's time ta locc up, I'm bout to nut up, so nigga what up   The homie Wall got the sawed off, about ta blow yo face off   The balls of us true niggas sag like dickies   And the guns from my Doom nigga's devour my enemies   I leaves 'em wet like a bitches erection   Top candidate did a killin and today's the election   Muthafuckas disrespect and get chopped into sections   Cuz stressin with a sick marked manic depressant (huh)   So wheres my medicine? break it up, roll it up, then blaze it up   All my true niggas feel me, cause it's time ta locc up   I got them niggas from the Northside, ready ta ride   Cin Sity, so get ready ta die   Mothafucka we gon treat you like you famous, surround you like fans   But we ain't no fake ass niggas, we bout ta stomp yo ass   I'm from the Wild Wild West, my horse is a black 6-4, I gotta tec   That'll beat you to the draw, 3 to yo face, 12 to yo chest      [Chorus]   I got some redrum shit up on my redrum mind   And when I creep up on you bitch, that ass is mine   It ain't no time for explanations, ain't no time ta pray   It aint no muthafuckin' mercy, Redrum!   Redrum, murder redrum   Redrum, murder redrum   Redrum, murder redrum   4:20, 7-8-1      [Verse 2: Cowboy]   I was high off of that chronic smoke   Plottin' my revenge in the murder shows   These oppositions wanna see me locc   holdin my pump, kickin in doors   I'm fin ta make these sorry mothafuckas feel pain   how it is, my days ain't changed   O.C.G. Renegades my gang   Cowboy had ta earn that name, killin? Yeah!   Niggas talk about it,   but me and my niggas y'all know we bout it   All these bitches gon feel my static,   it's time for war, nigga gotta let 'em have it   Creep through the cut, let my anger erupt,   testin' my nuts can get you wet up   Bitch tried to make a move so he got bucked,   left 'em laid out in a puddle of blood, I gots no love   17 shots give 'em all that I got   Reload the clip, dramatize yo spot   Givin up Renegade bail to the car,   It's Doomsday fold anybody on the block   What the fuck you thought,   you get away, hell no bitch you was caught   My niggas ain't no murderers,   we killas yo life has been sold and bought   Before I go to my grave,   gotta have all them niggas that fucked with me   So now you know my plans, better take heed,   pray you don't decease   Now pay the cost, wanna see who's the boss,   saddle up, get broke the fuck off   You niggas should know that it can't get done   Fuck with this I produce Redrum      [Verse 3: Eklypss]   I feel I'm funky enough ta make them gangstas boogie and yet   I'm still obsessed with murder, sex, and sellin' cookies   Rookies ain't got no get back, better get back   I got a double edge ax in the back   of my white Cadillac and a 9 millimeter gat   Redrum evil mean muggin' body snatcha   Jack the Ripper ain't got shit up on this ax hacka   Bitch smacka, gun totin' car jacka   When I die dip my casket in black lacquer   I love ta decorate my livin room with bloody flesh   And in my bedroom I got body parts from dirty sex   Now picture that witta Polaroid instamatic, gotta a semi-automatic   That'll tear a new asshole when I blast   so you better run real fast hoe or smoke   I done started up a new love affair wit kitchen knives   Any nigga that disrespect my new bitches, they gots ta die   Cause they be real for me, they made of steel for me   Whenever I feel the need that you gots ta die they kill for me   It's Redruuuum!      [Chorus]   I got some redrum shit up on my redrum mind   And when I creep up on you bitch, that ass is mine   It ain't no time for explanations, ain't no time ta pray   It ain't no muthafuckin' mercy, Redrum!   Redrum, murder redrum   Redrum, murder redrum   Redrum, murder redrum   4:20, 7-8-1