Die Again Grave Plott (Ft. Tech N9ne)

[Intro]
Huh-huh-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-haha!
You know what the fuck this is, man?
Let me tell you..
This is "Die Again"
With Grave Plott, motherfucka!

[Verse 1: Killa C & Liquid Assassin]
My name is Killa C, I was born in a coffin
I'll murder your ass on the side where you walkin'
We don't give a fuck, we don't give a shit
Get flatlined quick from the G.P, bitch
You gon' die motherfucka, die motherfucka die
Pop the trunk, get the guns, slugs gon' fly
I'mma come slum, we down for clutched .9's
Cause I'mma rip 'em up the gut and bust mine
Get touched with the AK, it's tucked away
Under the white tee or waist where the weapon stay
Break your bones like arcade Tekken, mane
Get smashed with a phone, Joe Pesci bang
Fucking high, it's time for you to die
I got a rusty spoon and I'm going for your eye
I'm a loose cannon, I spit straight fire
And I'll hang you from your balls from a telephone wire
Spit fire with fire, pop the trunk, get you pumped like a flat tire
Runnin' with a gauge, I'mma buck right by ya
Behind you, I'mma chase like Mike Myers
I'mma come through with gats and war tools
Cocked back straps to the blades, extort you
Fuck spittin' flames, I'mma bring the torch through
You over the edge, you can't fly, you're forced to