Evil

[Verse 1: Dopey Rotten]

Who instigated this hardcore revival?

No career, you can focus on survival

Never competition if you wiped out your rivals

I'm homicidal, here to kill your idols

My urges are primal, the outcome is spinal

The smell of fear is frightful, it's so delightful

We don't got fans, got the cyborg

Your hype's dying (dying), it's a downward spiral

If I was you I'd blow my own head off, suicidal

Underground's finest we claiming the title

Sixteen bar recital my ways are tribal

Dope D.O.D here to break the cycle

With vital, be mindful, even more careful

I got my hands full, your end will be painful

You can't match what we bring to the table

You're not capable

[Verse 2: Skitz Vicious]

I gotta get something off my chest

It's the blood from the last dumb rapper that crossed

my path

Ghost town on the map, follow the compass

I'm the nihilist that will cut off your Johnson

Fucking Nicki Minaj without the condom

We run the train on her, in London, in a dungeon

It's time Kanye West came out the closet

So I can punch him right back inside and lock it

I'm like f**k it, who wanted huh?

My shit's so disgusting you break down to vomit

Watch me plummet, into the mosh pit

And stomp kids to death at my concert

Bow down to the duo of darkness and no kid

Mr. Freeze holds MC's with a cold grip

My flow just, splits oceans wide open

The shit is nothing short from mind-blowing

Rappers get bitch-slapped for every rhyme stolen

And left in wheelchairs with their spine broken

We'll get Jay Reaper to force J. Bieber (Come here!)

To inhale ether during his hate fever

Let it be known Hip-Hop don't accept you

So, those that f**k up, or hit, we'll come wreck you

When a battle you know where to find me

I roll with the mighty, behold the grimy, whitey

[Hook 2x]

All you people

See no evil

Hear no evil

Speak no evil

Dope D.O.D will

Eat you, legal

Eat your ego

See your see-through

[Verse 3: Jay Reaper]

Chase down for justice, I bust 'cuz I love this

Fuck niggas up make their pus drip like mustard

Cut short like custard

We cousins are custom to cunningly crush, any cunt like

a husband

Spit fire, mad nigga with a sick science

My fists high and I bust lips of big liars

I'm the reason why your bitch crying

I'm the cause of the riot while your shit's silent,

punk

Let me toss another young one, right into the sun

Anyone who want some of the cunts done I conundrum

I see your f**king with the one that's pretty dumb son

Electrify 'em with a stun gun for ransom

I'm so super fantastic, matching sunglasses

The bastard cat's acid

A class act like bats, you a bad actor

A half ass-crack bad-back back snap