[Chorus]
They say get 'em, I'ma get 'em
Voices talking, Ima listen
Just a medium, wicked rhythm
On a mission, murdervision

[Verse: Ouija Macc]
Cock back and I pop back
You got bad aim then just stop that
I ventilate you little bad hashes you sound like you met a black cat
I cook dope like a meth lab in the studio with a hazmat
My nuclear toxic dump melt your face where my stash at
Lil bitch where the cash at, my shawty gon' grab that
My lap where her ass at, she kiss me then pass that
I have no reflection I'm taking direction
From something beyond this pathetic dimension
Their teaching me lessons my body a vessel
For messages further than my comprehension
I roll up a blunt and get fucked up
As hell and feel something take over my conscious
Suddenly I am unstoppable
Fucking and Killing are my only options
I blacc out and wake up on stage in the middle of everyone rippin' it
Everyone moshing, I'm used to confusion, I have no illusion
I'm chosen so this should be happening often
I pass out and wake up again out of nowhere
I'm getting some head in my coffin
I don't know what happened, I followed the voices
They got me so won't they be talking? I got em
I was born to get it poppin', 40 on me get it poppin'
Call me Orville Reddenblocca, corny motherfucca pop him
[Chorus]