[Verse 1 - Q Strange]
   Comin' wit the hard shit
   Demented and the dark shit
   Wickedness regardless
   Hip-hop sounding Gothic
   Will I begin and I pick up the mic and deliver the batik, I billem, I kiddem
   I hittem, I killem and then I just give em the plea of their life I killem
   Its gonna be and hour or two
   Sayin' its true prayin' to god I can offer you
   This demon is beating, you bleed and scream
   And I got more for you
   I offer you a chance to run, Ima come and start the hunt
   Stalkin' you is half the fun, yo my prey has just begun
   Leavin' you stunned, paralyzed, leavin' you blind, stab your eyes
   Makin' you my sacrifice, drown you just like ?Shepard's? wife
   They don't wanna step, you ain't half as nice
   Stab you with a plastic knife
   Stab and slice, mad at life
   Sanity done passed me by
   How'd I get so powerless?
   Can stop, wont stop with the rottin flesh
   Cuttem up quick that's how it is
   I did that shit, I ain't proud of it
   No doubt wit it, I'm reppin' the hot shit
   Hip hop that's gothic
   What are you retarded?
   Gimme the mic lets get this started
  
   [Chorus: repeat 2X]
   Comin' wit that Ghetto Gothic
   Comin' out the darkness
   Wicked shit, you can't stop this
   Hot shit, and it ain't hard to tell
   Stayin' underground like the flames of hell
  
   Murda Murda Murda
  
   [Verse 2 - Majik Duce]
   So sickly, you can't see me like Houdini
   Where the fuck up at your vision?
   Gothic flippin', rippin', rockin' put with precision
   What the fuck is up with your rhymin' ass
   Why the fuck you rhymin' with your hair shook
   And exercising your lead foot
   Runaway
   Better putt yo double four magnums away
   Path for the game
   Step on the main, happy to live for today
   Cuz if I wasn't, how could I possibly be travelin' on?
   Hittin' the valley but still I manage to be battelin' on
  
   (*Changes from 'Harmony' style to normal rap*)
  
   Mutha Fuck that harmony shit
   Where the fuck your artery bitch?
   Gotta car to start and four more let's start
   For more people to hit
   I'm coming but I guess I'm partly to blame
   But I'm just that modern day jokesta
   Why do you all try to be like Q Strange?
   But you ain't Shit like Q
  
   [Verse 3 - Q Strange]
   Fact is I'm commin' up outta the blackness
   Them enemies wanna attack this
   They keep comin' out wit whack shit, yo practice
   Before you throw stones from yo glass house
   Comin' at me wit the bullshit, betta believe I'll take that ass out
   You passed out, wait, from the wickedest shit that I get when I spit
   Shut yo lips, fuck you bitch, went and gotta shovel and I dug yo ditch?
   You don't wanna step, wanna step to me
   Even now so you can see
   That ya life's in jeopardy
   You bout to meet ya destiny
  
   [Chorus]
  
   [Verse 4 - Q Strange]
   I been a killa, like Jack the Rippa
   Me runnin' wit that roughneck crew no ones illa
   We murder them with the stylee from the sewer
   You don't want the glock cuz I no sharpshooter
   Shady blade cuts smooth if you don't drilla
   See da blood clot now they call me blood spilla
   We comin' to the place rude boy comin' no one realla
   Me got the red heart me gonna kill like Dracula
   Me rugged is my stylee no way not dire
   Busta now me comin' straight grimy
   Ragamuffin sound boy, betta watchya back now
   Comin' not gonna back down
   Wacky man come to lay the smack down
  
   (*Changes from Jamaican style rap back to normal*)
  
   Yo I'm back now, wit the Ghetto Gothic, cant stop it, I'm heartless
   Innocent souls is my target
   I rock shit, wit a style straight out the darkness
   Hip hop flows over beats is rap gothic
   When I see ya punk, Ima sleigh that whack garbage
   For starters, Ima killem all yo regardless
   I shock kids, when I kick a flow and it bothers
   Whack little bitches yo you cant take the hard shit
   You scarred bitch, mentally affected by the sickness
   When it kicks yo, can I get a witness?
   Rip ya insides out, and then splatter'em
   So many homicide records, my cases went platinum
  
   [Chorus] - 1.5X