(Intro)

One, two, Bone is coming for you

Three, four, better lock the doors

Five, six, better load your clips

Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate

Nine, ten, we're out to kill again

Straight from the burning flames of hell

A place where all assassins dwell

Pur back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace

Body bags and caskets may all godd cease

Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia

First, Krayzie Bone AKA Leatherface The Sawed Off Gangsta

Second, Layzie Bone AKA the Number One Assassin

Third, Bizzy Bone AKA Rest In Peace

Fourth, Wish Bone AKA Stratejacket nigga!



(Chorus)

Murda, murda, murda, murda



(Krayzie)

Sold my soul ot the devil

But I changed my mind now I want it back

But he won't coorperate so now it's time to jack

Called RIP and Stratejacket

Number One Assassin is fully strapped

We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps

So satan called his posse full of demons and witches

We met up at the Abyss ready to salughter the bitches

Yo, but wouldn't you know satan went out like a sucka

So I left a message in blood "To be continued motherfucka"



(Wish)

Never praying at night

Cause the heavens don't want me

Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity

Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight

A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life

Been shot with a twelve gauge

I died and made front page

The devil sent me back and now I'm using the same gauge

Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic

Some would say the strate is sick

The devil's who you're fuckin' with



(Chorus)

Murda, murda, murda, murda



(Layzie)

I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution

A savage of torture should've been kept in a instution

Been shot in the head I ain't go out like a sucka

But I still died went to hell and just took over the muthafucka

Learned the devil's tricks an how to run this shit

I had a fall out with satan, and called his son a bitch

Repeating satanic verses but I changed the words now you worship me

The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G



(Bizzy)

Hell sent they call me RIP for a reason

I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies just call me a demon

It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy

The I start stranglin' babies

See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic

But if by chance we kill each other our souls'll go at it

See I'm doggin' the triple six it's death bt the sword

I told satan that I'm killin' him trough the Ouija board



(Chorus)

Murda, murda, murda, murda



(Krayzie)

Pick up the phone the war is on so get your weapons

RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew

Drinking brews and im thinking " Damn that's foolish"

Swig off the 40 of holy water and say "Y'all let's do this"

Grabbed my click, gripped my dick

Walked with my face to the groung chanting

"Kill that motherfucka, now kill that motherfucka, now"

Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss

And now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent



(Wish)

I'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck

I'm coming for satan and my intentions is to fuck him up

Ain't been in the church they say "No demons on holy dirt"

I'm fuckin Satan's bitches

He got mad and called body work

A lynchin ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya

I'm born and raised in hell and bitch I'm sent here to kill ya

I'm Rosemary's baby

There's no more evil like me

Cause when niggas think of death the motherfuckas picture me



(Chorus)

Murda, murda, murda, murda



(Layzie)

Let me call up my posse

We talkin' over the underground

Yeah, satan and his boys the motherfuckas they going down

Man I gotsta do it

I ain't down for a hassle

I kicked the gates into hell and started a roit in satan's castle

I'm sick of this war now check it something has got to give

We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages

You want your people to live?

Then you'll forever pay me rent

To stay in my knigdom because a nigga is Hell Sent



(Bizzy)

Now we're walking through satan's den

The demons respected RIP

I'm running this motherfucka, hell ain't shit

A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole

I told him "I'ma be there ain't no bitch in my soul"

And when I'm coming for your ass

Ain't no need to run

Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless I made the devil go buy a gun

Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent

An appetite for bloddy bodies

Rest In Peace is Hell Sent