Welcome mutha fuckaz, to Murda Fo Free, I be Saint Sinna.      Ha-Ha-Haaaa. Tha Klepto, Bio Killaz, 2-Double-0-To Tha-3      Ima set the record straight, I don't try and be black   This is me mutha fucka, this is how I really act   In fact I react with a full blown attack   Beatin' up your dad over a cigarette pack   A Thug in the country bitch, don't ask questions   Spittin' all the wrong lessons in these rap sessions   'cause yeah ima dawg, thoroughbred rot wilier   Your woman wants to fuck me that makes her the pedophiler   I got more gang ties than tha mutha fuckin' Godfather   You wanna start shit bitch? Don't even bother   Just stay home it makes it a lot more easier   'cause my glock is my baby gurl, I love squeezin'er   We rap for fun and we kill to get paid   Takin' you greasy mutha fuckaz out like cascade         Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em that it's on   We da Killaz On The Run so grab a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated)   Now I'm straight thuggin', straight mean muggin'   You best tell ya mutha fuckin' homeboy to stop buggin'   'cause I'll pistol whip his mutha fuckin' bitch face chin   Stomp in his guts a little, then I do it again   'cause fuck you, hit you wit a one two   Ya ass is on the news 'cause tha cops dunno where I stuck you   Nigga you done did it, who you think you kiddin?   Don'tcha worry about ya family Saint Sinna'z babysittin'   Honky got pissed so I took care of ya   Prematurely bury ya, In the cemetaria   Check tha name suckaz, Bio Killaz fo real   We live up to tha killa part of tha mutha fuckin deal   We not Bone Thugz, but we thugs to tha bone   Once we start threatenin' with chrome, Nigga, It's On         Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em that it's on   We da Killaz On The Run so grab a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated)      So we back once again, this time we makin' noise   And It's On like a fat bitch on a ride at Cedar Point   We mutha fuckin' niggaz known as the Bio Killaz   (Tha what?) Killaz, Killaz, Killaz   That's right muh fuckaz remember tha name   'cause it's our time to gain fame in tha rap game   Lyrics to ya brain, I'm rammin' it, and cramming it   And slammin' it, God dammin' it   Legally psycho for failing anger management   That's why, before any mutha fuckaz every heard of ya   I'll murder ya, Yeah that's right lemme repeat it, I'll murder ya   I don't give a fuck about nuthin, tick tockin' like a bomb   And about to blow up in your face 'cause it's on      Saint Sinno, Saint Sizzle, Saint Sinna   Takin' out you weak all before dinna   I'm a digital thug, and you bitches all 8-Tracks   I stick in ya mind like tha duck from Aflac   A baseball bat upside ya mutha fuckin head   You best step back before I do it again   Mutha fuckaz spreadin' words that they know that ain't right   I guess a night ain't a night unless it starts with a fight   alright, that's tight, I'll fight til' dawn   But tommorow's anotha day so best believe that It's On