Demon voice: (Flesh Flesh...) {laughs} come on boy
with that force you can fake like you whores but
if you ain't rollin' with the Lord (bitch ass
nigga) bitch you dissin our God, bitch!

FLESH: Well, in tha middle of tha night my posse
prepared to sneak up when im early up creepin
nothin' is sleepin but silence and i got all me
peeps wet got to hell tales wha we hail tha flesh
and its just waht i saw and niggaz afraid when
that extra clip pops pick up and then book cause
tha team so raw raw motherfuck the law, law get
'em up off ya'll ya'll ready but panickin ya'll
niggas ain't ready tha brigade finna get you in a
daze and if you come around my way guns spray my
enemy pick em up finish and tha hitterz are
headless itz how we leave em when tha mack pop hey
flesh can you give me mercy not really cock
buckshot bullets aint strickin nothin where they
get em from i murder yall bloodclots snitches
think ima gonna fill a niggaz ass hot slugs twist
this blood knot hear um all pop guy fly flossin in
beamers shot caller call off shots at in between
his eyes when I hit 'em with a Nina should've seen
a split wig straight through tell him to get in
front are you backin me the lyrics would have
fucked up my lyrical status can't touch me or any
style these niggas in the game wanna talk foul ima
shove me rod in ya mouth everytime i come around
someone wanna critize no ima show you bite us now
(now, uh)

HOOK-FLESH: 1 9 9 9, 2 triple 0 0 0 we the heroes
of the new millenium/ niggaz cant touch MO!

EMMORTAL THUGS: Runnin' with a bullet proof vest
and layin niggaz to rest runnin wit a motherfucker
fit to kill AK-47 Mac-11 Hollow Points tips trade
in ya bitch watch me lock when my tools get too
Nigga know the rules, rules

FLESH: Whatever you do, gotta do it but you gotta
do it if you snooze you lose

EMMORTAL THUGS: this nigga i saw wit tha bullet
proof on I'm checkin that nigga claim to be thugs
speakin of poppin' my pistol bangin out brains I'm
leavin' the niggas short cuz i'd rather be judged
by 12 than carried by 6

FLESH: I'm a empty the clip and dip/ For fuckin'
with me you get your wig split/ Remember the
silence...

EMMORTAL THUGS: in other words bitch let me get
tha glock cock put on the spot let there body rott
mask wit bullet proof on but it won't save you
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left in black hole that so and I'm ready to roll

FLESH: Gimme the g's and g's off tha dirty floor i
dont think you really wanna play hero

TWO GUN: its in tha clips with the hollow tips Two
Gun thats trippin sat ready to rip equipped with
the infareds on the automatic Mac 11's better
strap your weapons niggas thugs is who you be
testin'

FLESH: If you try that nigga will reckon wit my
double glock pop that off leavin' them restin'

EMMORTAL THUGS: steady be seein my missions
impossible when im around im gone give you
unstoppable you better be watchin tha way my nigga
be feelin cuz nigga we profitable

HOOK-FLESH: 1 9 9 9, 2 triple 0 0 0 we the heroes
of the new millenium niggaz cant touch MO

MENENSKI: been in (?) with my killas These niggas
gone hear us and fear us (they gon' feel us) with
7th Sign and Mo! Thug all my niggas get love then
I gon' ride My nigga Flesh ready to die with his
niggas from Watts Don't stop, won't stop

FLESH: It's another one of them days gotta get
paid hope in tha range cock tha guage aint
complete without a gun keep it in tha trunk hit em
up send um on a trip to a grave I'm gonna pop
watch em drop stop em in there tracks send em to
the cemetery Fairy tales of the crypt I'm the
keeper nice to meet you, busta fuck with little
kids send them all here to me cause them niggaz
aint decent we murder them all lay them six feet
deep cause they got heated up repeatedly sleepin
cause everybody lay in tha cementary gotta be
ready before i die first every motherfucker wanna
go to heaven never sin done been in hell I'll send
'em makin' a maulin' niggas fall to the 9 We the
heroes of the new millenium Hear me now

HOOK-FLESH 1 9 9 9, 2 triple 0 0 0 we the heroes
of the new millenium niggaz cant touch MO

FLESH: Yeah, mo! motherfuckin' thug soldiers in
this bitch takin' over. Like we told you. FBI,
Flesh N Bone Incorporated. How many ya'll b*tches
hate it? Understand me motherfucker. When you see
me what you gon' do when the 5th Dog trip on you?

HOOK-FLESH: 1 9 9 9, 2 triple 0 0 0 we the heroes
of the new millenium niggaz cant touch MO