It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine, yah
Sit up in tha dark n' ponder how
I be fit ta make tha bottom fall all up in tha floor
And they all fall down, yah (It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, yah!)
Out of tha shadows barrage of witch tongue
Cobra spit over apocalyptic cult killa cauldron smoke
Stomp noize seriously, yah (It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes)
Can't stop tha groove licks jaws clear off dem locks relentless raw movement
Fit ta knock you from here ta dat g-spot body rock connected
To every last muthafuckin thang you want, eva did want, we gots it why not come git it
Stick yo' head up in dat hole n' peep me drop dis cold guillotine dirtnap sentence, yah, yah
Hidden art, between n' beneath, every last muthafuckin fragmented, figure of speech
Tongue up in reverse, whenever tha beat, causes mah jaws ta booty-call out, yah
Da screens flashin red, can't peep shiznit but heads
Spinnin exorcist like hoodz outta orbit off tha edge
Off mine axis whippin all up in doors ta far mo' than all that’s eva been holla'd, yah
Tie tha chord kick tha chair n' yo ass is dead, yah
Head of a trick up in a funky-ass bucket, body of a trick up in a funky-ass bag
And thrown up in tha fire like fuck it, gotta burn it before it goes bad
One too nuff times been disgusted by tha stench of rot is such a thugged-out drag, yah
Git broke by tha street like blood stained glass, yah
Choke on these nuts 'til tha straight-up last, yah (It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes)
Serial number, cappin' machine, tha illest of means
To a end built on tha filthy sound, yo ass is fuckin wit, yah
Tinted windows, cap-proof, tha slip knot fixin rope ta noose
To tha grave stone grinder of cold steel, tha boner dat blindz me so I feel, yah
Can't let go, no it flows all up in our veins
Blows all up in our tunnels n' rattlez our chains n' they all fall down, yah