[Verse 1: Craig Xen]
I wonder why these younger n***as violate the game
They crossing out their partners just to go and get that change
Looking to stay the same, and everybody know
But what you gon' when the Devil poke you with his fork?
I'm riding to that Chad, that Chad f**ing Butler
Wonder why they hate the spot like to some busters
Real never phase, and we can't go away
'Cause everytime they play my tape the truth is in they face
They violate the game and truly, n***as know
If you looking for that real sh**, Xen will last, hoe
They violate the game
[Verse 2: OmenXIII]
b**h I'm that f**ing creepy motherf**ing gothic motherf**er
Dressed in black, I leave you black and blue and I don't give a f**
Hope you really got the sh** you say you pop but you a b**h
You say ride but you ain't ride or die, cruising, making moves
b**h I sleep inside a studio, that's why we keep it moving b**h
b**hes keep it moving hoe, pull up with the switchblade
We don't switch lanes, we don't need to
If you in the way it's okay, we don't need you
We the first to (?) on any stupid motherf**er tryna tangle, mangle
Anybody's body quickly, sickly...
We know you a f**ing b**h, so sick of 9 to 5's
I'll put the mike down on ground, go inside and cry now