(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-aca