Blackout

Yo, Kane, let's get 'em

I'm talking blackout

Put lives to a name, fuck a tapout

All in together, we gon' wipe 'em

Wax in revenge mode, time for some action

Yeah, relentless, murderous intentions

The henchmen's garments is all black, that's the way to pimp this

Caught up in my spell, smell exotic, blunt from different trees

Black gloves, bullet's will fly when the 9's squeezed

Ghost and these, robbing the whole globe

Black polo, hooded, with Gucci wheels with a nice grip

So when the blood hit the floor, I won't slip

Dynamic with my dial-up, you faggots is hog meat

Crack your cranium like crab does if you cross me

Raging bulllet of the bull, Mr. Kane is so raunchy

Death Row shit, fuck the lethal injection

Execute him and chop up his body in sections

Clean cut butcher knives

X they're eyes out

Nail 'em to a billboard

Let 'em dry out

Let me a show you a crime about 'em blowing your minds out

If you ain't ready to throat a nigga then sign out

Nickel plated 40's are blowing your spine out

Old school Caddies with coke, come take a line out

Stingin' niggas for they're jewels in they're stash house

Snatch a nigga up by his butterfly, sing him a lullaby

Closed casket, make sure his mother cry

You fuckin' woth grimy guys, tunes are suicidal

And now we ain't homies, they call us the homicidal

Get ready for the mayhem, just call it my arrival

Bash him with a disco ball, it's the 70's

Drop a set of the Daily News so they remember these

Black bastards, ruthless killers

Watch me thrill ya

Party killers, we won't die

Hard body bitch made cats is gonna fry

Solidify we're champions, youngens we're bonafide

Wanna swim with the sharks, be my guest, go take a dive

The name of the game is Blood Sport

You won't make it out alive

I see what you trying for so give it up

We terrorize shit, Kane and Ghost, lit it up