[Intro: Locodunit]
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with Lord
And the Word was Lord
The same was in the beginning with Lord
All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made
In him was life; and the life was light of Seed of 6ix
It's goin' down... rest in peace Lord Infamous!
The motherf**ing (?) the Infamous beast b**h
Seed of 6ix in this hoe, Faces of Gospel n***a
[Hook: Locodunit]
The Glock on my w-izz-aist, still on that b-izz-ay
Hangin' on the corner, puffin' marijuana
We some Dunigans, we some Dunigans
Everything we did you just done against
Ski mask over my skull
Papers in my mouth cause I'm grill
b**h it's a house call
Glock nine with no love, love, love
[Lord Infamous speaks]
Yeah motherf**er, this is Lord Infamous
Futuristic Rowdy Bounty Hunter, Scarecrow hoe
To my kinfolk: Loco
Yeah my blood kinfolk so don't f** with him
Or we'll be at ya with ya, b**h
[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
And then when I sweat him I tilt on the dread
When I leadin' for that mozzarella the head
Dig up the spot so the body can rest
When you f** with me, yes you f**in' with the best
Murderous stars, tombs, plots
Throw 'em in hollow ground, f** a pine box
.45 cal mag it hit like a ox
As the heat bubble skin like he got chicken pox
Time to play Camela, I will let hammer co*k
And yo weak a** will get blown out your socks
Toss me the Glock and I rock it, it's tocks
And his corpse washed up on the f**in' river rocks
Opportunity not's when yo dead money knocks
Picture the sh** like you got Magnavox
Smith & Wesson pay you while your b**h watch
Yo d**h time is close on the clock
Tick Tock!
[Verse 2: Lil Infamous]
Yeah k**as k** a n***a, don't feel the same
I just stare at the body, I love the scenery
p**y n***as talk sh**, dead turn goes quick
Hood full of paranormal activities
But I bet this Ruger leave 'em wet like neopren
(?) the spotlight, light 'em up with the infrabeam
Hit the gas, drop the ash, car pa** like Nas
Drive-by, put a slug in his memory
All these n***as suffer in the motherf**ing gully
Dead bodies smell strong like motherf**ing garlic
I'm a demon, hope you got some motherf**ing garlic
Decorate his body, have that motherf**ing garnish
Operation k**a gorillas up in the back with the silver
My n***as are civil combat with the milli gats
Like I said, drive-by with the cam ... motion picture
Pic his corpse to a necrophiliac
[Hook: Locodunit]
The Glock on my w-izz-aist, still on that b-izz-ay
Hangin' on the corner, puffin' marijuana
We some Dunigans, we some Dunigans
Everything we did you just done against
Ski mask over my skull
Papers in my mouth cause I'm grill
b**h it's a house call
Glock nine with no love, love, love
Ski mask over my skull
Papers in my mouth cause I'm grill
b**h it's a house call
Glock nine with no love, love, love