[Intro: Claas, Bukshot, & Boondox]
Yo, Buk!
What up, man?
What comes after an exit wound?
A scab
Big facts
Yo, Dirty!
What up?
How the hell do we follow up with a final posse track after Thanos?
Easy. We go back to where it all started. We take it back to the underground

[Verse 1: Boogie]
Hannibal Lecter, cannibalistic
A sick motherfucker, his mind is twisted
Strange in the range and I stay on my Lynch shit
51/50 'cause you know I'm sadistic
Mind frame! Stay on some sick shit
A crazy motherfucker and I might go ballistic
Haters white flaggin' when they see that I'm with the clique
It's Mobstyle, bitch, and I'm draw out the heater quick
Been runnin' these streets, Bumpy Johnson
A couple hundred round drums, Mickey Thompsons
Let 'em know that the boys from The Squad don't sway
Any day when it comes to the gunplay
Got 'em locked up, loaded in my crosshair
I kill your mom or your kid, bitch, I don't care
When the boss calls a hit, I jelly yo shit
Molotov your crib and I'm out, player (I'm out, player)
[Verse 2: Krawley]
I think you've got a problem
Runnin' your mouth from the sidelines, bitch
I think I can help you solve 'em
With a hole in your head that the doc can't stitch
Put you down for the one two three
Fuck with me and you're fuckin' with the King of the Ring
And everything else, it'll be history
But your downfall, it'll be no mystery (Nah!)
I'm unloadin' these clips like Deadpool
A lot of people talk shit but it's all cool
I go juvenate and then I'm back at eight
At your place and I'm actin' like a damn fool
With a mask on my face so you know
I'm gonna leave blood and chalk lines on the floor
Just wait and see, it ain't no make-believe
Knock knock, you gon' face The Mob at your doors

[Verse 3: Insane Poetry]
Uh uh!
I welcome y'all to the darkest depths, Ninth Circle, I'm an architect
Three sixes embedded in me, what you seen was the mark of death
Got little demons that'll saw your flesh off your skeleton
Compellin’ 'em to be devious on social medias, that’s where the devil lives
Writin' immaculate poetry that's insane (That's insane)
With the grimmest details 'cause grief sells
But you ain't mastered pain
Half the frames in my snuff film footage, oh yes, by the OG, Reaper
You done fucked around and stepped in the hive of the beekeeper
[Verse 4: Madd Maxxx]
Y'all know how I do, I'll do it real quick
Kill shit, disappear in the mist
Got no contemporaries or peers in this shit
I'm alone in my class, that's clear as the mix
Dog of war and my core is dirt
Better run along 'fore y'all get hurt
Ain't no one of y'all got the chops to stop me
Still tote with the stock 'til your organs burst
I been killin' verses but I'm bored at work
Fuck some self-important jerk
Actin' like they the shit and announcin' a tour
'Fore they even know they can afford it first
Droppin' bombs and confirmin' kills
It's Madd Maxxx, motherfucker, destroy and search
My state of mission always been infection
I ain't goin' nowhere 'til the poison works

[Verse 5: Nacirema]
With eight bars I'll turn stars to black holes ending all existence
Go Galactus with tactics that bring galaxies to submission
Channel my inner Apollyon as I accelerate chaos
And bring back what animals attack rap and rip they face off
Now just tell 'em The Metaphor Mammoth just landed
Transforming a writing utensil into a ballistic missile
When putting a hole through they planet
The regime always breathes nothing but that universal damage
I pay homage to UGA then rip the scab away and vanish (Scab away and vanish)
[Verse 6: Killa C]
Welcome to the crime scene, chop chop chop
You'll be gangrene in the stubs 'fore you ever see the cops
Put your blood in a bucket, got your torso like fuck it
Got a hard on flow and now you gon' have to suck it
This is scuzzbucket music, motherfucker, I'm a scumbag
Beat my dick, bust a nut, wipe it up with your durag
Bet you have a faggot raped with broken glass
Killa C is back like cum stains on your momma ass

[Verse 7: Smallz One]
If I really gave a fuck, if I died right now I'd be okay with it
So now that life became a game, I'm just gon' play with it
Rage in it, spray that fuckin' blood and make it rain in it
Talk that shit but lock your doors inside your house and stay in it
Ain't no savin' it, make you bleed then bathe in it
Cravin' it, always roll with beasts who got that hate in 'em (Hate in 'em)
Unforgivable acts can never be repented on
You dug yourself a hole and on that grave you get beheaded on

[Verse 8: McNastee]
You ain't seen the phantom or ghost this man can evoke
Understand my approach cause panic to folk
Manhole up you passive and broke
Advance as I trample and dance on your bones
Damn bro, all the cannabis smoke
In a rhyme notebook that make Canibus choke
Like hands on your throat, no ransom or note
Run up, turn an opp to a pack full of dope
That's magic, no rabbit in a hat, just a mask and a gat and a jacket
D. Mack can eat a sack like a quarterback, ho, if you think we lackin'
Run tracks and the cash up front
Ain't ever no punk who ain't dirty with a backhand
It'll take a piggyback just to get at Mack
Get a 50-round mag or address the assassin

[Verse 9: Young Wicked]
Yeah! Okay, I'm sick with it
I can kill anybody on a verse, all I need is a quick minute
And this shit's finished
You can tell that I'm makin' dope by the way my wrist whippin'
Your favorite rapper's a bitch (bitch, bitch) and I got that bitch trippin'
I got six women on my dick tippin'
While he jerk chicken, it ain't worth livin'
Like that, it's a bad act, better snap back
When in fact, I be killin' rap and I get it stacked
Never lack, when you comin' back
Motherfuckers don't know how to act
'Til I'm runnin' back, hit 'em with the click click pap
It's a fuckin' wrap, put your fuckin' body in the sack
Take a fuckin' nap, lookin' like Cactus Jack all wrapped in barbed wire
Should have never fucked with this mob style

[Verse 10: Saint Sinna]
Don't need to borrow your shit, can't you see that I run shit?
I got demons I admit, so I feel bad for anyone that want it
Listen, Saint went insane and he great with a pen so he snapped on a track and he sonnin' (And he sonnin')
While y'all tryin' to get with hip-hop in here I dumped off another bun in the oven
And who the fuck want it? I gotta keep ‘em from goin' hungry
Motherfucker walk with a chip on the shoulder but I keep the French on me (I keep the French on me)
I'm representin' Bio-Killaz, Mission : Infect
While I'm kickin' rhymes your bitch givin' neck
One man's trash is another man's daughter
Oh, you know that I meant it with disrespect

[Verse 11: Jonathon Hellhouse]
I go monumentally mental on instrumentals
If you don't know me, check your credentials, bitch
Hey, it's Hellhouse, bitch, for better or for worse
And you don't care which, you can't dismiss
I'm not a bad guy, bitch, I'm a villain (I'm a villain)
This infectious, you gon' need the penicillin (The penicillin)
No alibi, I stay killin' (Killin')
But when it comes to givin' in, I'm unwillin' (Unwillin')

[Verse 12: Mr 8 Legz]
I got that hoodie mask combo
All black in the back of your condo
Legz wrath return, now you have to burn
Save your last of words, there's no convo (No!)
I ain't hearin' it, in all seriousness
It appears that there's weariness
Your experiencin' has got my veins on flames like experiment (Haha!)
You're peerin' into my soul so appreciate it, it's dark, depraved
Like the final day of Sharon Tate
So when I cut your face and lick the blade, it's just the basics (Huh!)
They exorcise the demon in me just to try to save it
So save the day 'cause in its wake, I'ma make you face it

[Verse 13: Claas]
I'ma fuckin' K-I-L-L (yeah!), ain't no motherfucker wanna get in my way
Any minute I'ma start it up and go and press play
Letting loose on motherfuckers who wanna be brave (Rah!)
Everybody 'bout to die or be slaves
When the world kids, a lot of y'all are gonna be graves
Be slain and all my clothes that are about to be stained
That's a bold strategy, Cotton, seein’ me play

[Verse 14: Bukshot]
Do you want the drama? (No) You ain't want the drama
Better press pause like you saw a comma (Like you saw a comma)
'Bout to shut this bitch down like The Unabomber
I'm a motherfucker (why?), watch me fuck your momma
Do you wanna die? In a freezer, food for Dahmer (Uh huh)
Ain't no honor, the truth might be a bummer
Hotter than a sauna, enter Black Summer
Revenge is my mantra, pay 'em back like Dumb and Dumber

[Verse 15: Boondox]
.44 reloaded, hieroglyphics been decoded
Sword of Omens to the throat and sacrifice a ho to Odin
Ragnarok, it is approaching so they saying this the endgame
A lord creatin' holy ghosts while takin' my name in vein
So I go through the membrane with surgical precision
This assembled coalition, may I please have your attention?
Flip the script and turn the switch, explode this bitch and end existence
Watch them Underground Avengers ridin' off into the distance (Off into the distance)