Diemuthafuckadie! The R.O.C.

[Intro: DJ Clay]
Let's go!

[Verse 1: The R.O.C. & DJ Clay]
I went and cracked your head, I picked up the pieces
Now incidental, soak up the blood into your mentals, uh
What the fuck? Who's stranger than R.O.C.?
Take a shit upon my big lips, givin' all the chocolate kiss
I'm on house arrest, that's why I drive a mobile home
Going off that Red Bull and vodka, hit the red zone (Oh!)
Step out the vehicle, cops pull up, hold, bust
Rigged with explosives, what a mess, clean it up
I stalk kids, not from the point of being a perv
Chime down, make them listen to the music to sеrve
This nation of kids who don't fear shit, weird shit
Takе baths in booze and smoke until I hear shit
My notion is open to all tactics, razor cuts
Plus [?] records of your packets and the static you hear
Is the crew ready to stomp you like a bitch
If you ain't heard, dude (We the shit!) (DJ Clay!)
I'm post up with this crowbar, ready to go dark cuz I came so far to do it
And I won't let shit ruin my chance
You motherfuckers get ready to chant ([?]) Holler at 'em, dawg!

[Chorus]
Die, die (Die, motherfucker, die)
Die, die (Die, motherfucker, die)
Die, die (Die, motherfucker, die)
Die, die (Die, motherfucker, die)