Bonez Dubb:   Axe murder in this bitch and we don't fuck around with fakes   Frontin' hard that you regulatin' hate all that we make   I take his muthafuckin' face and slam it right into the bricks   Cause he hatin' all the time just to impress some bitch   You know I see through you and hate what I witnessed   My hitlist just added a name and my wish is   To crush an axe through your fake name and place   When on your brain leave the walls covered in bloody remains   It's like boom!      Chorus:   You put up a front to try to cover up the real   You do everything to keep the truth concealed   BItch you fake and we all know why   And we can read between the lines   Everybody knows who you really are   And all them lies won't go too far!   Bitch you fake and we all know why   And we can see through all your lies      Otis:   What up, muthafucka? How it been? Where you stay at?   Fuck yo' look, yo' name, and all of them lame tracks   Stay back or you get dropped with the quickness   Bitches slit they wrist and blood drips when I rip this   My dick is part of your mouth's anatomy   And my nut's keepin' you alive, so why the fuck you mad at me?   You know it's wicked over these Mike Clark beats   And we forever represent the label that runs beneath the streets, muthafucka      Chorus:   You put up a front to try to cover up the real   You do everything to keep the truth concealed   BItch you fake and we all know why   And we can read between the lines   Everybody knows who you really are   And all them lies won't go too far!   Bitch you fake and we all know why   And we can see through all your lies      Bonez Dubb:   I can't even believe what the fuck is going on   And I don't even conceive how the fuck you're doing wrong   I knew it all along, you were just another nameless   I think it's time you little bitches become famous   Simple enough, you understand how it goes   Everybody knows what's up with you hoes   It ain't just us that never believed in you   We can all see right through what the fuck you do      Chorus:   You put up a front to try to cover up the real   You do everything to keep the truth concealed   BItch you fake and we all know why   And we can read between the lines   Everybody knows who you really are   And all them lies won't go too far!   Bitch you fake and we all know why   And we can see through all your lies      Otis:   What the fuck is this? O-T-I-S and Bonez   And we ridin' through your hoods lookin' for hydros and hoes   Until just the other day I was walkin' on my own   A sucka tried to hit me for my stack and my cell phone   I said, "Fuck that! You gets nothin', bro!"   Then I let him know why they call me mister mister Cuttin-throats   So here we go with another flow, you feel my rage   Now give it up to the deadman Blaze!      Blaze:   You say that you an artist   But we both know your skills are garbage   And that's what makes your stupid ass a target   We all wanna be a sargeant, but there's only one general   And he here rockin' the instrumental   You're blind to the fact that this is just not your home   You do anything to hang on   And bring on nothin' but destruction here   But I've been around forever, homie   I ain't goin' nowhere   You're see through like the man of steel, I see you   You're faceless and remain nameless too   Regardless who's better off to has been   And never will be   Is anybody really livin' there dreams?   It seems the grass is greener 'til you're gone   And you've found everybody on the other side wanna be down   With the P-S-Y-C-H-O-P-A-T-H-I-C   We call it family