8-11 Royce Da 5'9"

[Girl signing]:
8/11
All must fall
All must fall
All must fall
8/11
All must fall
All must fall
All must fall

[Royce talking]:
Jeah. I'mma tell y'all motherfuckers one thing right now. I just spilt my motherfuckin' liquor in this booth and I'm UPSET. Slaughterhouse is in the building. 8/11 album in stores. Nickle nine is in the building. You want a problem? It's yours

[Verse One]:
I am God's concoction of Molotov breathin'
Put inside an out and lost region
I am law, king and
I eat body, buy 'em all blingin'
Powder or weed, know I got it all seasoned
And you should just agree that you could be a G
And you can do the Shady thang, you can flip the E
Like the fifth letter in my nigga Shady's name
You fuckin' with the head conductor of the gravy train
I gotta thank the shooters
Cause they the reason niggas go missin' flyin' over that Triangle that ain't Bermuda
So what you speakin' 'bout?
It's ironic that I'm stayin' at The Palms and that's what your bitch eatin' out
I ain't that worried 'bout what you want to do to me
What the world would like to do to Dr. Conrad Murray
I'll be flow, switchin' so much it's almost a given