1st Verse V Scripts, lemme set if off/ I'm hot, and I'm pissed, like the devil was on menopause/ when vanity get mixed up with mentality/ and salary/ niggas get hungry, famine deep/ somebody pass the salad please/ the celery, the lettuce/ I guess money is my fettish/ drop a hundred on the seven/ soon as I get man I spend it/ forget it, my minds a maze and my thought are like that mouse/ I be gettin lost up in there man, never comin out/ and all my lines are bangin like a gun's up in my mouth/ bang, bang, sixteen bars will leave you slumped up on your couch nigga/ so here he is, my crew is unlimited/ here to make you pussy's bleed, ummm period/ your girl lookin sexy, Im'a bang her then I rip her/ she be on my dick just like she hangin from my zipper/ yes Im slicker, and Im richer, she gettin kicked to the curb/ like chicken was on the grill man I flip her the bird, word (laughs) Chorus And you can ask around/ death is in the air, I here disaster now/ and this how the end of the world 'gon sound, this how the end of the world 'gon sound/ (Tell 'em V) Nigga and you can ask around/ death is in the air, feel her passin now/ and this how the end of the world 'gon sound, this how the end of the world 'gon sound nigga 2nd Verse Time for rage/ Im a be a dick 'till my dyin days/ you can eat a dick if your tryna hate/ a dog, no Im a lion/ you be golfing? I be tryin/ your head the ball, I got the Iron/ its all about the timing/ they say "Venum's wilin"/ dawg stop cryin/ Im shittin on these rappers, then I'm laughin/ but it aint for shits and giggles/ man I shoulda switched the instrumental/ got your girl butt naked, it all started with strip paddidle/ sick its settled/ sickle cell, sickle to your sister sarah's cerebellum/ rip and tear, parallel to hell/ Im sippin on this liquor pimpin nigga, its the era/ of a monster, shit its Venum/ ain't no fairytellin, slit the throat of Cinderella fella/ My wrist is glarin/ comin with these spits of terror Chorus

1st Verse Murder music in the V dub/ nigga I am sick, see me when disease comes/ uh, Im gonna make reality, what I dream of/ hata's in denial (the nile) but Im a Pharaoh, uh King Tut/ bow to me, death is in the air, inhale, but how could he?/ when I stick a corkscrew through your windpipe nigga now you see/ everything I touch turns gold, Alchemy/ welcome to the dark side, Emperor Palpetine/ your girls to the south of me/ she howl for me/ hate on me, how could he?/ how could he have it out for me?/ all the angers out of me/ cuz V is in the limelight/ your girl is biting on my neck, Twilight/ I fuck her until twilight/ she tryna be my wife, Im like bitch get your mind right/ Im drinkin sippin, liquor flows/ niggas know, that every time I flip my phone/ bitches, hoe's are callin/ man your girl is textin me, shit kid Im sorry/ my swag is appalling Chorus I can teach you how to Swerge, start your classes now/ graduation for you hata's, here's your cap and gown (and gown)/ throw it up, who's laughin now?/ pass around, blunts till we passin out now/ SWERGE, SWERGE (so bring it back for me)/ SWERGE SWERGE (now bring it back)/ graduation for you hata's, here's your cap and gown/ pass around, blunts till we passin out now 2nd Verse Im deadly and addicting like a cigarette with A.I.D.s/ was laced up in the filter, lemme pick a sicker fraze/ I'll stick a stick of dynamite/ right inside your sinus, aight?/ silence as I light it and Heaven's your only line of sight/ I'm bout to blow, I'm just tryna get my timing right/ I'm kinda like, C4 was inside my mic/ be cautious, he alters, his style and psych-ology/ they bother me, so no apologies/ like a rapist, after its time to leave/ I don't give a damn, I'm like fuck shit... Sodomy/ nothings stoppin me/ holla at a college bitch who swallows me/ as if it were a pile of creme/ kicks the color of collard greens/ and my fuckin collar clean/ king up in his palace, look like Palestine/ foul and mean, why would you battle me?/ while your bitch straddles me/ you can be a fan, but you'd rather be a bitch/ hata's make me sick, I got allergies 'n shit Chorus 3rd Verse Jersey Stand up, this for you and I mean that/ this crack music, where the fiends at/ your girl head so good that I lean back/ I push your spleen back/ The end is near I mean that, and V's Back/ makin pussy's mad like a mean cat, react/ like a G if my backs to wall/ and a bastard with fall with an axe to his heart/ fuckin with us is like askin for God/ to come and smite you/ smiling as a snipe you/ its nice to know/ that Im a psycho, sendin Tyco/ race cars, with napalm/ to your front door to chase ya'll/ Hilarious, hata's never warry us/ for various reason they try to bury us/ the struggle aint vicarious/ the pain I feel is valid but/ I ignore the savage lust/ walkin down a lonely road, my feet are all callused up/ style is rough, Sour D blunt man have a puff/ I never loved a girl, who couldn't be a freak/ so if you down baby, just hop in my jeep.... Chorus

1st Verse I gotta screw loose/ Im the shit, prune juice/ Ice light up the room, cant see this star thru a moonroof/ blazing on a balcony/ Im higher than a falcon be/ Im taciturn, but how come/ every outcome leads to countin g's/ monopoly, pop ya poppa proper/ with the popper/ or the toaster, he get shot up/ look like Shottas/ niggas gotta/ cuz Im smoother than an otter/ your medulla oblongata/ will get shot up, will get cut up/ did I stutter? nigga shut up/ Im die to be honest/ cuz Im so sick all the lines that I vomit/ got the mind of a convict/ cut you wife up with knives, put her eyes in a omelette/ I told ya'll niggas leave my ass alone/ shit 'gon break when its bat to bone/ all my moves are tactical/ ill blast ya hoe/ ill trash ya home/ and then I step out, dont gotta pull the tec out/ I gotta sword that'll cut ya neck out/ proceed to the next house/ spread disease/ stack the dough, the bread and cheese/ never fuck with venum cuz ya head'll bleed nigga/ Chorus: I got a couple Screws Loose/ You come against a monster, you gon lose lose/ Nigga, I dont follow what you do/ I work magic nigga VooDoo/ POOF! and make ya disappear/ all my real niggas throw ya hands up in the air like/ I got a couple screwsss loooooosseee 2nd Verse I gotta screw gone/ I would assume for too long/ that'll drive you crazy but I move on/ Im killin little Billy, put a bomb up in his nose/ At the funeral, hit the switch, and everyone explodes (BOOM!)/ everything erodes over time lil nigga/ lost ya mind, bring a shovel to ya spine lil nigga/ my money get thinner, watch my crimes get bigger/ then Im hidin, never know where you gon find this nigga/ Im'a live to be honest/ every hit that I spit is a hit of the chronic/ got the mind of a comic/ I'm a laugh at your pain cuz im strained and dishonest/ I told yall niggas Im the best to go/ flame will burn ya flesh to bone/ you will fail if you test the chrome/ the more niggas talk, the less they know so/ Ima stay quiet/ silence as Im chillin in yo closet with a condom and a piranha/ your probably wondering what I wanna do with all them/ well the condemn for your momma and piranha for your father nigga Chorus

Chorus A king at his best, shit lemme be your mentor/ Flow is like a weapon, if you steppin man your head fall/ (Like a ChainSaw) I Start it up (VRooom VRooom), Start it up (VRooom VRooom)/ I Start it up (VRooom VRooom), Nigga I Start it up/ Every night is Halloween, these hatas who I aim for/ volume 3, Apocalypse, I'm comin with my chainsaw/ ummm and I Start it up (VRooom VRooom), I Start it up (VRooom VRooom)/ I Start it up (VRooom VRooom), Nigga I Start it up Verse You thought you were the shit, but ummm the pampers clean/ I have team, my family/ but Renegade is more than a band to me/ uhhh your girl is a fan of me, put a knife to her throat and I walk her to the balcony/ then make that bitch jump like a dog on a trampoline/ As I spit this rap so mean, I see her pussy dampening/ I think she wanna sample me/ shit lemme get behind you baby, touch your hands and feet/ pussy look like Sandwich meat/ eat it up, I bang and beat/ then leave her body in an abandoned jeep/ I hotter than a fire/ like a soldering Iron, when Im stylin/ lighter fluid is involved in saliva/ you couldn't, carry a convo on a call with Mariah/ so how the fuck you gonna battle with the thought of a tyrant/ pop off, cause a riot/ hot dog, Oscar Mayer/ not soft, but ya'll can try him/ but I dont suggest it fam/ my GPA is excellent, stop trying to test him man/ workin like a Mexican, but gettin white boy wasted/ Okay Im Jason when I sneak up in your basement/ duct tape, grey tims/ black hoody, beige benz/ this is when the pain ends, the change begins/ I love my enemies, distain my friends/ Insane and grim uh/ killer, maniacal, despise my flow/ then venom spittin spider knows/ how to bend and bind my foes/ the hate you give me I reload, return to sender signed and closed/ cant see the future but I kinda know/ that its time to blow Chorus

1st Verse I light the kush up dawg My girl gotta fat ass and a push up bra If we fight we work it out like a push up ha But I fought her x man like I took on Charles Xavier, its raining bra but this our storm And every time I'm in the Jerz I get the hook up yall That why I love my state we be grinding for the hundred face Venum spitting acid, this exactly how your stomach taste Chorus All is fair in love and war So fight until you get what you was hunting for And even if it not what you expect, just respect it Have no regrets kid learn ya lesson and move on Ummm I mix my drinks a little too strong While I'm in the coupe, you niggas gettin pooped on V. Scripts cruise on while ya girl send me pics of her body in a blue thong...Oooo lord 2nd Verse So much love I can't stress the hatin My style a breath of fresh air, resuscitation I wanna b famous now son f the watin, I estimated I'm gonna be one of the best Im prayin That my team stay true And if God made me kid who made you These hoes never really care who they screw So I don't catch feelings I just aim and shoot But there's one chick back home I'm counting down the days till I hit that yo I might take her to the top when I get that throne I ma need a queen that can get my dro And roll it up for me And sure enough shawty Im a make you scream baby, just hold it up for me I got these hatas nervous, piss test You know I gotta do it big, six x Chorus 3rd Verse I got this sexy chica out in Georgia She gotta man now, that'll spoil her But she'll be back Skitzo you never know how she'll react and when Im pissed off man, I really snap Im a P on your head like a Phillies cap Ayo have a sense of humor dude You have no class I'ma tutor you freshman year, third base, computer room Double dating wit my niggas yea its two and two My girl was screwing me, but she probably screwing you Memories of the past can ruin you but... Chorus

1st Verse I Kick a flow, just to escape/ while Im sippin on this grape, and Im puffin on this haze/ Its the days and the nights/ and I blaze till Im dazed and the day is the night/ but AY its the life/ I creep in the dark, but I pray in the light/ and my shorty so fly like she came with a kite/ while she give me brain, yo my brain is in flight/ you in my bed now, but you aint stayin the night so uh/ hop in the whoopty love/ Legacy track, bumpin that Groupie Love/ ya girl wipe me down like Boosie does/ when Im done let me smoke my loosey hun/ ain't nobody flyer than this/ I'm so high, that I hired a witch/ cuz Im a need a chick who can fly on a stick, ride stick/ bring me dinner in the sky where I live uh Chorus (Venum Scripts) Cuz this is my song (Chloe Reneé) and this is my song (Both) So can you please run it back for me (Venum Scripts) And this is my throne (Chloe Reneé) and this is my throne (Both) I got my team in the back with me (Venum Scripts) And this is my zone (Chloe Reneé) and this is my zone (Both) Aint nobody passin me (Venum Scripts)In the party all the shawty's they dance for me (Both) So DJ go head run it back for me 2nd Verse These hata's cant stand me/so I tell em sit down, this my damn speech/ I can't wait till this is my grammy/ every track feel like Spring in Miami/ I aint gonna holla if she broke/ cheap hoe, deep throat for a pea-coat/ If she dope, we coast in my speed boat/ to the east coast, and we elope/ Inception, I'm in her head like Leo/ and I like it when she speak a little creole/excuse me Im just trippin off the weed smoke/ you dont understand how much that we smoke/ till my eyes crossed up like Deebo/ the music carries me home/ I'm sick nigga, this my Kemo/ you aint gotta run it back I got it on repeat yo Chorus

1st verse (V scripts) V scripts, I face my foes/ and chase my goals/ the money talks, taste my dough/ no I aint gotta burner, with the rhymes I'ma murder like Mase I know/ ha ha, nigga dont make me laugh, speed it up on the track/ got a race car flow/ you know this shit/ i focus in/ my drink mixed like a mocha bitch/ you know my dough is always thick doc/ Im sick, I vomit spit/ uh, Im the answer/ steal your girl if I have to/ got the dough, the dro, the flow/ I steal your hoe, ya hoe, ya hoe... santa/ and these haters I abuse them/ I ride your girl in the park for amusement/ and you motherfuckers stupid/ someone call Tom, cause Holmes I am crusin/ my shit is always hot like tabasco in my asshole/ Im chillin in your bathroom, with a bathrobe and a capsule/ I the pop fuckin pill, wait for you to come in and lasso/ then fuck your girl and make you watch, she slidin down my bat pole ha Chorus: V Scripts: What is this, That I Spy/ on that piff, I'm so high/ In my face, its all smiles/ your whole life, is a lie J-Yungen and V Scripts: So We get buck wit it/ screamin down fuck wit him/ so we get buck wit it/ screamin dont fuck wit him, do we get... V Scripts: Its all a game, and I Spy YOU! 2nd Verse (J-Yungen) Roll the Sticky/ smokin like a hippie/ lil skinny dude known to hold down his city/I got this/ fly like choppers/ higher than stockings/ and got bread, so the birds watchin/ the paper critical, so maintain your visual/ same names that chill with you/ cant change or injure you/ money getter, but never a hunny sweater/ she wont get under my umbrella/ I’ll make it rain and get her wetter/ Its Rena, yea nigga come get some/ Im not your step father, so you better step son/ ball hard, all day ,no time outs/ sorry no I wont go... Amy Winehouse/ the sky's the limit, well Im higher than the limit/ like Im doin 60 in a 55 man dont you get it?/ya'll niggas cant keep up/ and you can try to speed up/ but every nigga tryna sign me like a pre nup ha Chorus 3rd Verse (V Scripts) Ghost whispers/weed so good my smoke glistens/ we no bitches/ my tee whiter than coke crystals/ I see you thief's on my wallet/ you hatas gettin burned likt the leafs on my chronic/ Im chronically comet/ that means Im always fly/ niggas mix up the tonic, alcoholics till we vomit/ Im goin in, no operation/ I been sick, I been wearin out my doctors patience/ I pick apart /motherfuckers cause Im sick at heart/ Im sick of talk/ Im the shit nigga, you just trickle farts/ Im Hussein/ screws loose and some loose change/ who's changed? Im the truth, but the truth's pain/ I do thangs, two dames and a bottle of that goose mang/ I lose sain, and you say Im a douche bag?/ Im hot and stand out like a soup stain/ you just mad cause your girl is like a toupee/ switchin heads, but of course I mean dick heads/ never let you niggas get under my skin like tick heads/ I past go while ya'll gettin evicted/ put my knuckles down your thorat till my fist red/ you aint makin no bangers man, ya shit dead/ Im blastin ya nose/ then im smashin your hoes/ got a bank full of cash till the casket is closed/ Ima lash at and laugh at you asshole alone/ ima bastard I know, but Im bad to the bone/ Ill see you later, Im greater the way I ate her/ had you chick gaspin for air, so Ima call her vader Chorus

1st Verse (Venum Scripts) I gotta girl but tonight so what?/ we drinkin liquor till we sick and throw up/ I see you Swergin in the back, just hold up/ I got a girl but tonight so what?/ My girl is like a broken X-box, I cant control her/ her body like a model, but her mind was like the joker, crazy/ you know that Im smokin baby/ lookin for a mocha lady/ golddigger, she hopin she 'gon be richer than Oprah, lady!/ what you smokin on, the haze huh?/ she drinkin till the days done/ she lookin for a balla? Im a lay up/ she wobble like a Goose when she sippin on the grey duck/ she runnin game, she deserve a ring, Brandon Jacobs/ baby with your hair up/ you come anywhere near us/ she switched bottles, now she sippin Captain, so her leg up/ she said she was from Queens, I had her screamin like the Mets won/ and this aint Sleepy Hollow, but baby Im on a head hunt/ She gave me knowledge, it was A plus/ like desert on a plane, lemme get my cake up/ my lady is, runnin my patience/ I dont know why she be fakin/ she said V you aint the one, I said baby I made the matrix/ stop playin Chorus I gotta girl but tonight so what?/ we drinkin liquor till we sick and throw up/ I see you Swergin in the back, just hold up (hold up)/ I gotta girl, but tonight so what?/ Cuz Im Swergin/ and I aint mean to do it on purpose/ but this bottle in my hand got me doin what I aught to do/ yea boo Im wantin you/ my girl playin games, so tonight your my Audible 2nd Verse (Ya Boy Dre) I gotta girl but tonight so what?/ we drinkin liquor till we sick and throw up/ I see you Swergin in the back, hold up/ I got a girl but tonight so what?/ We do this shit often run the club, take ya chicks/ mamicta yo te querio, got dinero swag and dick/ you saw me on stage with my click, cuz i looked into ya eye's/ you stared at me in amazement, baby i don't have to lie/ i rather joke like stand up, i'll sit like you in the sky/ and i wanna be in ya galaxy, make a wish when i shoot by/ cuz i'm star sweetheart, ya wishes could get granted/ this is now reality, i'll have you feelin so enchanted/ theres nothin that you can't get, as long as its a need/ if i'm comin out of pocket, it better satisfy me/ i spend no money on female for reason/ i rather charity, or bud for my boys to be cheifin/ or chillin in the club poppin bottles for no reason/ we swerge everyday, who gives a fuck about a weekend/ 24.7, cuz i'm a sleep when i'm not breathin/ and i'm real comfortable, this game's my home, i'm not leavin Chorus 3rd Verse (Legacy)

1st verse: I think she loves me, i think she loves me not/ crocodle tears, but she wetter than a yatch/ pistol to my heart, she no better than a cop/ her love will take you high, just to watch your body drop/ so vicious, cold kisses/ licks her lips, soul mate? no, soul mistress/ do I condone bitches?/uuhhh no, shell leave ya heart cold/ like Kevin was in the snow oh... bridge: Her heart is dark as coal/ her beauty gains control/ her skins soft as a rose petal/ covered in thorns, I guess I shoulda known better/ Deciet is all she knows/ her love will leave you cold/ i hold this lonely rose/ And peel the petals off, as I peel the petals off I say... chorus: i think she loves me, i think she loves me not / my baby told me she would take me to the top/ she takes me high to watch me drop/ and as I peel the petals off, as I peel the petals off I say (x2) Second verse: I think she hates me, I think she hates me more/ despised by the haters, but adored by the whores/ Ridin on the storm like Im listenin to The Doors/ She'll get under your skin, hate leakin thru my pores/ forget swag, kill a nigga now I get glad/ garbage bag, dump her body off at six flags/ get mad..../ ya girl gimme brain as I smoke my profit... now thats a Head Stash. Bridge Chorus x2 Third verse: I think she loves me, I think she loves me not/ she never learned guitar, but she harder than a rock uuhhh/ so rock on, till that bottle of ciroc gone/ and feel defeat like the bottom of my sock dawg/come kick it, her charm make you wanna hit it/ warm kisses... arm distance/ Misery loves company, and threes a crowd/ So its just me and her, and the trees are sour. Bridge Chorus x2 Bridge Chorus x2

1st Verse (Venum Scripts) I step up, no Channing Tatum/ shittin on these niggas, call in sanitation/ man this is annihilation/ my girl gotta black ass, but her eyes is Asian/ Renegade, this my invasion, fire blazin/ high as planes is/ white tee, black wave cap/ I be workin that pussy like a slave cat, lay back/ I got some weed that'll blow your damn brain back/ presidential shit, this a rap campaign ad/ twist your girls spine, till she cryin of a strained back/ used to be my games wack, now she wont stay back/ dog off the leash, Im a beat/ then I peace, man capiche?/ handle beef, cut a niggas hand and feet aaah/ I burn bread like a bad chef/ If life is a game, you a bad bet, man step/ I run shit like I'm joggin in the sewer/ Got a model in Aruba/ first she swallow, then I screw her, loser Chorus (Venum Scripts)Lets (Lou Diemond) lets (Venum Scripts) Just (Lou Diemond) just (Venum Scripts)Go (Lou Diemond) go (Venum Scripts)Crazy (Lou Diemond) Go crazy, I dont know why these hata's talkin lemme smoke my weed man (Venum Scripts)How (Lou Diemond) how (Venum Scripts)Could (Lou Diemond)could (Venum Scripts)You (Lou Diemond)you (Venum Scripts) Hate me (Lou Diemond) Hate me, cuz at the end of the day, Im a win anyway nigga 2nd verse (Venum Scripts) The mindset of a villain yes/ puffin on vanilla piff, killa shit/ my weed is more illegal that an immigrant/ reality is cruel, and abuses the ignorant/ eats up and chews at the views of intelligent/ these niggas all lie about their tools and their metal clips/ watch their nose get huge like Gepetto's kid/ your girl said she loved you and she would never dip/ took her to my room, got her nude, and I settled it/ Life is a game, poker and you fold/ to focused on the money, to be focused on the hoes/ flow is so cold, like I wrote this in the snow/ my venum spittin potent, aint no potion for you hoes/ Impossible, to stop what is unstoppable/ when they see how profitable/ a nigga is watch 'em change character like Sasha Cohen, Im goin in... Chorus 3rd Verse (Lou Diemond) I blow Kush, Willie Nelson with a glass pipe/ split a dutch, twist it up, then prepare flight/ smooth criminal like Mike Jack/ I pull your daughter outta water snap her bra then I might tap (bagged her)/I bag dimes, and I dash with a rock/ then a pop a model top, like a bottle of Ciroc/ V gotta couple models in Aruba/ I be in and outta Cuba, swim thru bitches like a scuba nigga Chorus

Verse Okay now watch me kick it/ Like you watchin soccer pimpin/ is my occupation, slippin isn't/ slick, exquisite; sick admit it/ vomit on a record, I got her when I met her/ but her bottom on my dresser, now that models on a stretcher broken/ poppin bottles and we tokin, get her wetter than the bottom of the ocean/ all my lines raw, yea nigga cuz I bought em from a coke head/ and your girl in my ride gimme slow head/ she on my pole, totem/ you aint hear me? you tone death?/ playboy, you would think a nigga know Hef/ your shit old, Stone Hedge/ by shit new, oh ten/ Iron fist, aint nobody high as this/ psychiatrist admire this/ cuz I'm crazy baby, but a plier to a liars lips/ you fuckin with a lion bitch/ young dragon fire spit/ murder beats, Mike Myers shit/ I'm tired of this, a scissor through your eye would make your iris itch/ Renegade's on rider shit, I ride her then I tired of it/ that's why I gotta new chick every time I switch/ blade to a flame, till its hot and rearranged/ I pop it in your brain/ Im not a bit of sane mang/ me and you aint on the same page/ I got mad class, you the same grade Chorus Why ya'll trippin, I'm aight/ Two blunts, that get a nigga mind right/ you know I'm a lover, not a fighter, SIKE!/ this is Apocalypse, everybody gon die tonight/ why ya'll trippin, I'm okay/ Gold shades, top down, low fade/ I never really cared what a hoe say/ end of the world nigga, pass me some Rosae! Ayyyyy!

Chorus (Venum Scripts) For Every tear that I dried, she said I made her smile (Jenna Capri) For Every Whisper, Every Lie (Venum Scripts) Every Whisper, Every Lie (Jenna Capri) Never Say Never (Both) Pain, Pleasure/ She said forget the wedding, lets Honeymoon Forever (What) (Venum Scripts) Honeymoon Forever (What) (Jenna Capri) Honeymoon Forever (Both)No vows to seal our fate, lets just Honeymoon Forever/ Every tear that I dried (Venum Scripts) She said I made her smile (Jenna Capri) For Every whisper every lie (Venum Scripts) every whisper, every lie 1st Verse So I'm on stage, workin magic like a mage/ but this magician was amazed/ with the body in the eighth row/ head high, ass low, I'm high of an eighth yo/ tits look delicious, tell me can I have a taste tho/ Her eyes were green, disguised in the lies in schemes/ freaky beyond your wildest dreams/ broken soul, alone she would cry to me/ like nobody loves me, what do they expect from me/ I'm so ugly, I'm like "no you not" but that bitch used to bug me/ so I kicked her to the curb/ sometimes you gotta say bye to a bird/ and let her fly, spread your wings hoe, migrate/ and please get your shit outta my place/ go kill yourself, why wait?/ awkward sex, led to obnoxious texts/ and she blowin up my phone on some stalker shit/ last one I read man, I scoffed at it/ this chick ain't got somethin right/ because it said somethin like... Chorus 2nd Verse I'm chillin in the cut/ ain't seen this chick for months/ I miss the slut, relax, and I hit the blunt/ plus I gotta new bitch that can twist one up/ and her body so flexible she can kiss her butt/ wining and dining/ the finest designer stylin/ I'm wilin, but yo I love this chick... anyway I think I do/ dont question my motives or ask me what I think of you/ anyway lets get back to the story man I took her to Disney, I mean it was her birthday/ how was I to know, that was my ex's workplace/ What the Fuck? she was a maid, in the Grand Floridian/ when she seen my biddy she looked at me with a silly grin/ the next morning, I was in the bedroom/ In the kitchen, theres a scream, here the lead BOOM/ I run to see my chick, layin on her shit dead/ and a note by her body, and I think that shit said... Chorus 3rd Verse You know V, so of course I caught the bitch/ I found out where she lives and yo I bought a clip/ I caught her in the shower, naked water drip/ and I saw a tattoo that started on her hip/ Then I snap, started screamin/ you aint a bitch, you a devil, you a demon/ you killed my girl? I brought the beam in/ now I'm feenin, and I pop off/ cuz I'm not soft/ blood and water look like hot sauce/ she cryin, screamin, I break yo/ I pull her out the water, and my face froze/ I saw the tattoo, an eye so sad, and a tear drop blue/ on the face of a girl with a smile so true/ and I look at it like yo, this looks like you/ and a man by her side, that looks like me/ whispering somethin, dont know what it might be/ she wore a dress, he wore a tux/ but they weren't in a church, they in the club/ as her life left her body she said, baby thats us Chorus

Shout OUT BOOM KID!!!!!!! 1st Verse The world gon die man, this the light/ dont run from it nigga, forfeit your life/ hear shit out your lips, Ima rip and slice/ leave you lookin like the joker when you kiss the knife/ damn you if you slander on my band you'll hear a bang or two/ I'll bandage you, my manners is bananas when I handle you/ mandible will shatter, get a man or two to shadow you/battle, dudes rattled, leave your body in a shallow pool/ okay nigga, dont open your eyes/ (its homicide, its homicide) by the time that Im done, you'll be hopin to die Chorus: Dont open your eyes/ (its homicide, its homicide, its homicide) Hold close to your life/ Its Halloween Homicide.../ and by the end of the night you'll be hopin to die AAHH! 2nd Verse Gonna get sicker, with a scissor and a razor/ as I come in your livin room, guns like Van Damme/ that man uh/ smokin barney uh/ you in the rubble and my gun'll go BAM BAM/ shoot your feet, make you dance do the Can Can/ my game, slice your brains/ microwave remains/ what remains is custard/ knife thru your heart as you gush blood/ call it tough love/ kush all crushed up/ vanilla dutch, puff puff/ kill a slut after I bust nut/ is that fucked up?/ Halloween mask, buck buck/ they gon find your grandma in a dump truck/ okay, so dont open your eyes/ cause by the time that im done youll be hopin to die nigga Chorus 3rd Verse Trick or treat its V! awe shit/ Im on some sick shit again, Saw 6/ I throw ya ass off a cliff, Scar shit/ as I walk in the sand, paw print/ cause Im an animal and you are just a bug/ more than a pussy, your a uterus/ your use-a-less to us/ a blunt to your face is like a hookah hit to us/ I smoke a whole ounce just to loosen up my lungs/ uh-huh uh-huh cough on em/ funeral homes, have no regard for them/ they're not gonna wanna let you coffin in/ Kevorkian, cut your corpse up in a coffee bin/ yea, ha, V and dont open ya eyes/ cause by the time that Im done you'll be hopin to die Chorus

Chorus (Venum Scripts) The ground 'gon break, and the sky' gon fall/ before I let you hatas steer me wrong/ Cuz I know/ That you know/ that I dont really give a fuck mang (Jenna Capri) The ground 'gon break, and the sky 'gon fall/ before I let you hatas steer me wrong (V and Jenna) Cuz I Know, That you know, so nigga why we gotta talk about it 1st Verse My flow is cancerous/ stance is gangsta, shank your slut/ smokin stanky stuff/ J-mo man crank it up/ Renegade we dangerous, like angle dust/ was laced in the music, you hated us?/ at my party like you came for us?/ Bad boy like I came with Puff/ pimpin, smokin haze, my game is age-a-less/ up in the anus of Asian slut/ white girls gimme brain 'till my brain is mush/ insane enough/ asylums chained him up/ flip my finger to say what up/ you sayin Im nuts? I crush any hate I touch/ Nigga what you say to us?/ flame to propane if you playin with us/ Renegade's the name I trust/ my Jersey nigga put your body on ice, Marty Brodor/ we drinkin, smokin, partyin like, oh lord/ I gotta wash the pain away/ live in the booth, cut tracks like my tongue's a razor blade/ okay, okay/ beefin is a fatal fate Chorus 2nd Verse How can you impede/p.i.m.p. the V is/outta this world, venus/out wit ya girl, beat it...Michael jackson/ hit it so hard made her paraplegic, body snapping/ you kissed her after she swallowed my semen, man that's graphic/ shit gets worse/ just hit the purp, Get so high you'll die of old age before you hit the earth/spit the verse, then I spit that game/ bang a bitch and break her ribcage/ wanna battle me then engage/ Im killin niggas.... haiti hurricane flow/ katie and lorraine know/ my sex game is game over/venum on my tongue like a king cobra, hold up/ J-mo on the beat we soldiers/sippin soda, with rum in the mix/when your chick leave our room there is cum on her lips Chorus

Chorus: We know, where the paper at/ dont worry bout, where we make it at/ we gon, throw paper stacks/ it take a street nigga to know bout what to make of that/ we know 1st Verse Please dont mistake the mind of a hustler/ if you felt the weight on my back, it would crush ya/ Im accustomed to customers/ customs, I cuss em/ she crushin, I fuck her till her brains turn to custard/ haters talkin shit cause they dont understand/ and the ice on my wrist, shits froze in my hand/ blow O's in the van as we hot box/ pop pop, shots make a hata pop lock/ no defense, I aint gotta cockblock/ and your girl drop her top in the drop top/ man I dont give a damn what a cop got/ I just look to my crew and I stop bop/ Hatas always debatin, im sayin/ Im fuckin sick and they wish it was contagious, they wastin/ all they fuckin time, yo Im servin them, a sly waiter/ Im the shit, that why your girl dont deny anal/ hi hater/ so many bottles, you would think I brought the bar home/ money stack stay fat, no Star Jones/ Renegade bring your girl back to our home/ have her suckin till she dislocate her jawbone Chorus 2nd Verse Oookkaay, Please dont mistake me for soft, cause I kill them/ go inside mafucka, hide your children/ Im illy/ and V burn ya mafuckin village/ you be the Indians, we be the Pilgrims/ why scheeme on a niggas side dreams/ my ice blind niggas like a fuckin high beam/ when they see my creme/ they eyes gleam, my jeans?/ I got Siamese/ twin heaters/ to beat ya/ defeat ya/ you hatas all Jay-Z, every line of mine is Ether/ try to keep up/ they say I gotta disorder, but V aught to beat all ya/ I pre-order what you cant order/ grab your camcorders/ Im like Kobe on the Hoover, Im a damn balla/ pass the ganja/ when I spark, we all spark... Transformers/ so many bottles, you would think I brought the bar home/ money stack stay fat, no Star Jones/ Renegade bring your girl back to our home/ have her suckin till she dislocate her jawbone Chorus

1st Verse (V. Scripts) Her girls tryna block, yo the team is on me/ But I'm a lay up, yo the seasons on me/ I smell kinda strong, cuz the trees is on me/ girl go crazy, have a seizure on me/ so I bag her man/ body so sick call the ambulance/ girls and drama go hand in hand/ now her boyfriend tryna go man to man, WHAT? Chorus: Dance Girl, Grind Dip/ Eyes Lips, Thighs Hips/ Im tryna see where your mind is/ maybe later we can dip to my crib/ Dance Girl, Grind Dip (GRIND ON MEEEEE YEA!)/ Eyes Lips, Thighs Hips/ Im tryna see where your mind is (GRIND ON MEEEE)/ maybe later we can dip to my crib and make it/ Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Get It Girl/ Drop, Drop, Get it Girl/ Drop, Drop, G-G-Get it Girl/ Drop, Drop, Drop (GRIND ON MEEEEE YEA!), Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Get It Girl/ Drop, Drop, Get it Girl/ Drop, Drop, G-G-Get it Girl 2nd Verse (Chaos) I get it like a valet, whip it like willow/I love a bad girl, Pull her hair and put her face in the pillow/ I make it rain you just sittin by the window/ You can catch me puffin and hittin on a white widow/ I'm soaked, got you so wet that I'm floating/ My girls ride the wave and they never see the ocean/ I'm steady gettin more neck than a necklace/ I'm steady gettin more head than a headrest Chorus

1st Verse I gotta blunt in my left pocket/ I'm goin straight to the top like a dead dolphin/ float, and V dope/ I get your girl wet fast, speed boat/ excuse me I'm just trippin off the ummm weed smoke/ remember man you give a fuck, but we dont/ so never rush the shores, of a hustler's war/ sometimes I roll it to tight man I crush the core/ although I be so high its like I touch the Lord/ I remember that I'm human and I touch the floor/ so pause, and inhale/ hot box till you feel like your in hell/ they be all be actin hard but yo them men frail/ I got as much venom as a scorpion with ten tails/ get her wet and then sail/ we ball, then we step/ plenty fish in the sea, and they already wet, yesss Chorus I gotta a blunt in my right hand/ But Im'a pass it to my left tho, lets go/ Its standard that I gotta have the best dro/more that I be smokin yo, the more that I forget tho/ Trapped in a haze (haze)/ Smacked for days (days)/ Puff, Puff blaze nigga/ Trapped in a haze (haze)/ Smacked for Days (days) 2nd Verse I just be sayin shit but I dont really mean it/ knowledge is power, or a weapon if you wield it/ they throw there middle fingers up when Im speakin/ food for thought, but I guess you just bulimic/ live easy, die harder/ beat veezy, why bother, I conquer/ king ding-a-ling/ sim simmering/ been riddling, beat mellow like I gave it Riddilin/ shit is simple uh, Jason mask/ so face it, dont face him man/ I shoot the shit out your chafing ass/ is V Scripts back, is it safe to ask?/ there's fire on my tongue, you can taste the ash uhh/ dragon, hoe baggin/ enemies toe tag em, no slackin/ dumb guys, die first, but ummm I/ go hard, gargoyles at sunrise/I gotta a blunt in my right hand/ But Im'a pass it to my left tho, lets go/ Its standard that I gotta have the best dro/ the more that I be smokin tho, the more that I forget yo/ Trapped in a haze / Smacked for days nigga/ Puff, Puff blaze nigga/ Trapped in a haze/ Smacked for Days Chorus

Chorus I'm higher than the himalayas, still a hata talkin So I had to bring you to the coffin mang Watch as it starts to rain Theres blood in the field But this game I will kill till I'm Gone Till Im Gone Until Im Gone, Gone, Gone Till I go 1st Verse I murder from every verticy Vertically, horizontally, possibly even perfectly My purple weed will make ya purp look green disturb ya team better move with urgency Urban legends are scurred of me Scared of me, apparently Accordingly your fear will bleed The air it seems Is filled with the fear of me My team Entourage, no Medellin Bump V till ya head'll bleed Like you got hit wit a metal beam A kid from the burbs wit a ghetto lean No nightmare can scare the dream So Im a go and chase the dream Impatiently pacing patiently Ya girl she loves the taste of me Hatas get a taste of these nuts These fakers always hatin because I'm exactly who they pray to be but I never let temptation breed son Chorus 2nd Verse I'm medically what the medics see as crazy mental, instrumentals fear of me Cuz errorless effort killin these heffers If you ever knew the message My guess, you wouldn't second guess it I say f it, I'm done wit you peasants Learn ya lessons I don't deal with Idiocracy Brush the pity off of me This is what it cost to be The boss then yes I'm offing these Rappers till I'm on top and see That all you hatas beneath me, It take all of yall to beat me I gotta roll of the T.P. Cuz I'm shittin on these niggas yo its Venum adrenaline hit the peak Is yall hatas sick of defeat? I never think of defeat Because I'm sick on the beat Cocksuckers can lick on my skeet, nigga its V! Chorus