Die Again

[Intro] Huh-huh-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-haha! You know what the fuck this is, man? Let me tell you.. This is "Die Again" With Grave Plott, motherfucka! [Verse 1: Killa C & Liquid Assassin] My nigga's Killa C, I was born in a coffin I'll murder your ass on the side where you walk and We don't give a fuck, we don't give a shit Get flatlined quick from the G.P, bitch You gon' die motherfucka, die motherfucka Die by the drug or the gun slug gon' fly I'mma come slum, your gun's a * * Cause I'mma rip 'em up the gut and bust mine Get touched with the AK and snucked away Or get a white * * where the weapon stay Wreck your balls like * * *, man Get smashed with a phone, Joe Pesci bang Fucking high, it's time for you to die I got a rusty spoon and I'm going for your eye I'm a loose cannon, I spit straight fire And I'll hang you from your balls from a telephone wire Spit fire with fire, pop the trunk, get you pumped like a flat tire Runnin' with a gauge, * a * right by ya Behind you, I'mma * like Mike Myers I'mma come through with * and war tools Cock back, strapped to the blades, escort you Fuck, spittin' flames on a * * You over the edge, you can't fly, you're forced to [Hook] (x4) Haters you can - Die! Demons you can - Die! Believe it you can - Die! Motherfuckers - Die! [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] How many motherfuckers wanna get hostile, we apostle With the wicked gospel, on yo block with a monstrosity, call it chakraties Dropping philosophies on how to kill augmenty, boss' really soft to me Awfully trip, tryna get that thing off of me hip I ain't trippin' off you jealous motherfuckers, and Biggest gang on the globe and * * * *, heinus when I pound, bitch Bang with a insane chain gang, nigga, that's Strange shit Rougher than a blood and crip battle * on the streets (I'm) tougher than your friend, but this chalice is on * Liberate me, get up out my way if you ain't family Insanity, glamity, await you, stuck in amity Killa C with the * Tech N9ne, we snappin' necks and shit We stackin' relish so you haters you can rest in piss [Hook] (x4) [Verse 3] , spittin' straight wicked g shit We so sick with it, might wanna forget it G to the R to the A to the V-E You can do to stop me I wanna stab you Not giving a fuck is my specialty Gun in your mouth like You gon' die, motherfucka, use Tech to end you [Hook] (x4)