Dead Serious
[Verse 1: Verbal Kent]

I got a knife with your name on it

[Verse 2: Lance Ambu]
I dwell in the basement with the remains of rats

I'm on some Fight Club shit, y'all on Brokeback Mountain

[Verse 3: ILL Bill]

My every verse a valuable painting

A crossroads of sorts

Listen to the way the missiles click into silos
Like a bitch getting fisted with a dick in her eye hole