[00:07.28]Lyrics by：Derrick Johnson
[00:14.56]I’ll break ya brain cells off at the
[00:16.20]Stem your status is stupider
[00:17.60]Ap’ is a nuclear blast heart blacker than Lucifer
[00:20.72]I could sit and write a list of all the shit
[00:22.37]I would do to ya
[00:23.07]Head so big I rest my fitted cap on Jupiter
[00:25.70]You ain’t built like this you a soft carbon copy
[00:28.97]A care bear compared to a auto-box rotty
[00:31.57]For raps like crack I supply to the blacks
[00:34.10]Drop pipes cop mics say good-bye to your rocks
[00:36.88]I’m a motherf**king star the status of John Lennon
[00:39.46]Y’all are ordinary people singin’ to John Legend
[00:42.06]Write a track dissin’ ap’ better X that out
[00:44.86]I don’t play that like rap in a redneck’s house
[00:47.76]I could have ya brain cells spinning quicker than sprewell’s
[00:50.80]Ya female e-mailing me all ya details
[00:53.50]I don’t dig up dirt I shake the earth
[00:55.90]And I never say names I wouldn’t waste a verse
[00:58.78]Off the top I’m hot and when
[01:00.04]They dare me to write
[01:01.51]Prepare to carry a mic to a burial site
[01:04.08]I’m a pioneer f**kin’ up stereotypes
[01:06.43]I snatch chains as a kid made you carry ya bikes
[01:09.17]I got an addiction to spitting shit is heroin-like
[01:12.18]Story teller speak of hell and the American plight
[01:14.93]Money blower funny though it seems embarrassin’ right
[01:17.43]Rock shows blow the do’ on a pair of air nike’s
[01:20.30]All night
[01:20.94]Yeah yeah yeah yo
[01:23.70]You know the rules I cruise with a tough band
[01:26.03]You in the f**king closet with brooms and a dustpan
[01:28.59]I clean sweep ya fleet body softer than gelatin
[01:31.06]Now you on the mic yeah right
[01:32.76]My life in ya skeleton dummy
[01:34.53]I’m in the place you can tell when it’s bloody
[01:36.69]I freakin’ pay for ya face grade and mail you the money
[01:39.26]I’m ready I’m willin’ to watch spy on seven that flinch
[01:42.00]Let’s see if I don’t kill ’em in five seconds or less
[01:45.23]I keep comin’ back like rashes on an infant
[01:47.89]You don’t wanna chance to
[01:49.09]Clash with the magnificent
[01:50.44]Seven of us it’s heaven but never enough
[01:52.96]So I tighten the vice grip so
[01:54.58]His head’ll get crushed
[01:55.62]Look I’m out of sight now deep in this music
[01:58.67]Leavin’ ’em upside-down fiendin for new shit
[02:01.27]Ribkat it’s the roll power creep in
[02:03.19]The booth quick
[02:04.21]Blow a hole in ya back
[02:05.21]Just to eat off a soup dish
[02:07.18]You b***h
[02:08.86]Yo
[02:09.04]The demigod stands for killa’s
[02:11.14]More specifically we
[02:12.10]Deadly entertainers maniac ignorant godzilla’s
[02:14.83]And we never took the route them other crooks took
[02:17.40]’Cuz we kept recipes for human flesh in my mother’s cookbook
[02:20.79]Get souffled in more ways then ten
[02:22.69]Celph titled flow is chokin’ the wind
[02:24.35]My favorite pastime’s soakin’ in sin
[02:26.57]The most accurate sharpshooter with no scope
[02:28.87]Shoot with my left and watch you
[02:29.90]All die from secondhand smoke
[02:31.43]I’m reppin’ my fam so you better act cool
[02:34.11]My soul will make a ouija
[02:35.18]Board jump up and slap you dummy
[02:37.21]You not thinkin’ smart
[02:38.57]I bust so many blamma’s and blicka’s that
[02:40.44]I should start a rock band called
[02:41.94]Blink spark
[02:42.88]Sinkin’ sharks with no harpoons my arsenal
[02:45.01]Is sawblade carbon tools slidin’ ya coffin through
[02:48.03]Apathy’s insane and I’m the same as my brother
[02:50.37]I’m like a circus show sniper I aim for the juggler
[02:53.14]Catch a case and before the judge can slam down the gavel
[02:55.81]The whole room duck and hide from grenade shrapnel
[02:58.66]These rap verses I be breezin’ through
[03:00.90]’Cuz I’m like a celebate under oath un-f**king-believable
[03:04.32]De de demigods for fort minor
[03:08.21]Ya ya heard of us
[03:09.28]Styles of beyond
[03:11.06]Styles of beyond
[03:12.30]Ya ya heard of us the murderous
[03:15.51]Ya ya demigods fort minor
[03:19.19]Ya ya minor of us
[03:20.32]Styles of beyond
[03:21.69]Styles of beyond
[03:22.95]Ya ya heard of us the murderous
[03:25.45]She’s yeak she’s yeak she’s yeak she’s yeak

Lyrics by：Derrick Johnson
I’ll break ya brain cells off at the
Stem your status is stupider
Ap’ is a nuclear blast heart blacker than Lucifer
I could sit and write a list of all the shit
I would do to ya
Head so big I rest my fitted cap on Jupiter
You ain’t built like this you a soft carbon copy
A care bear compared to a auto-box rotty
For raps like crack I supply to the blacks
Drop pipes cop mics say good-bye to your rocks
I’m a motherf**king star the status of John Lennon
Y’all are ordinary people singin’ to John Legend
Write a track dissin’ ap’ better X that out
I don’t play that like rap in a redneck’s house
I could have ya brain cells spinning quicker than sprewell’s
Ya female e-mailing me all ya details
I don’t dig up dirt I shake the earth
And I never say names I wouldn’t waste a verse
Off the top I’m hot and when
They dare me to write
Prepare to carry a mic to a burial site
I’m a pioneer f**kin’ up stereotypes
I snatch chains as a kid made you carry ya bikes
I got an addiction to spitting shit is heroin-like
Story teller speak of hell and the American plight
Money blower funny though it seems embarrassin’ right
Rock shows blow the do’ on a pair of air nike’s
All night
Yeah yeah yeah yo
You know the rules I cruise with a tough band
You in the f**king closet with brooms and a dustpan
I clean sweep ya fleet body softer than gelatin
Now you on the mic yeah right
My life in ya skeleton dummy
I’m in the place you can tell when it’s bloody
I freakin’ pay for ya face grade and mail you the money
I’m ready I’m willin’ to watch spy on seven that flinch
Let’s see if I don’t kill ’em in five seconds or less
I keep comin’ back like rashes on an infant
You don’t wanna chance to
Clash with the magnificent
Seven of us it’s heaven but never enough
So I tighten the vice grip so
His head’ll get crushed
Look I’m out of sight now deep in this music
Leavin’ ’em upside-down fiendin for new shit
Ribkat it’s the roll power creep in
The booth quick
Blow a hole in ya back
Just to eat off a soup dish
You b***h
Yo
The demigod stands for killa’s
More specifically we
Deadly entertainers maniac ignorant godzilla’s
And we never took the route them other crooks took
’Cuz we kept recipes for human flesh in my mother’s cookbook
Get souffled in more ways then ten
Celph titled flow is chokin’ the wind
My favorite pastime’s soakin’ in sin
The most accurate sharpshooter with no scope
Shoot with my left and watch you
All die from secondhand smoke
I’m reppin’ my fam so you better act cool
My soul will make a ouija
Board jump up and slap you dummy
You not thinkin’ smart
I bust so many blamma’s and blicka’s that
I should start a rock band called
Blink spark
Sinkin’ sharks with no harpoons my arsenal
Is sawblade carbon tools slidin’ ya coffin through
Apathy’s insane and I’m the same as my brother
I’m like a circus show sniper I aim for the juggler
Catch a case and before the judge can slam down the gavel
The whole room duck and hide from grenade shrapnel
These rap verses I be breezin’ through
’Cuz I’m like a celebate under oath un-f**king-believable
De de demigods for fort minor
Ya ya heard of us
Styles of beyond
Styles of beyond
Ya ya heard of us the murderous
Ya ya demigods fort minor
Ya ya minor of us
Styles of beyond
Styles of beyond
Ya ya heard of us the murderous
She’s yeak she’s yeak she’s yeak she’s yeak