Sangtekst: Twiztid. Hollywood, I'm Coming.

Festavle A Sewinwhats That Yer Holdin
Turn Full Circle Face To Face With The Omen
When I Split You Openi Go For Your Heart
And Spit On Yer Soul And Slash That Weak Shit Apart
Competition Means Common And Interway
So All You Common Mutha Fuckas Better Watch What You Say
I Aint Friendly Bitch And Aint Nobody Asleep
Ya Only Slept On Cuz Yer Shit Is Played And Weak
Then Ya Slept With The Enmy Time And Again
And Now The Only People Comin To Yer Shows Is Friends
Of Yer Sorry Ass I Aint Sorry I'm Kinda Glad
I Admitt I Took Yer C.D. Back Said It Was Scratched
Should've Broke That Shit In Half For Your Attempt At Tryna Take Me
For $ 20 Out Of My Pocket With No Apolagies
Ordinary Wannabe Fly By Night High M.C.S
They Call Him One Dude, Because He's Like 53
Burn Black Smoke Fills The Sky,
Ya Bring The Wicked Out Of Me Yer Killer Is I
I'd Like To Watch You Fall But Yer Allready Gone
I'd Like To Watch You Fall But Yer Allready Gone [x2]
Quit Taking Up The Shelf Space Homie And Just Pass The Weed
And Let The Mainstream Tell You When Or When Not To Breath
Dont Ever Fuckin Diss Me Or My Crew Or Our Shit
I Will Feed You To Them Same Fuckin Pigs I See You Playin With
Come And Get Some, Ya Really Wanna Get Yer Front Peace Rattled
All Over A Rap Battle Its The Fama Game Homie And We Dont Play That
So If You Diss Me I'ma Find Out Where Yer Folks Stay At
See That Sparks May Fly But We Dont Die
And On The 21st Day Of July You Got Yer Eye Full
So Get The Fuck Off The Stage And Make Way
Yer Like A Ledgendary Hoe Here To Take On The Next Day
Its All Center Fit And You Cant Deal With It
All Because Yer Subject By That Hollywood Appeal Shit
It Makes Me Sick, I Wanna Vomit
Cuz The Only Thing That Matters Bout Yer Album
Is Who Else You Got A Rappin On It
Burn Black Smoke Fills The Sky
Ya Bring The Wicked Out Of Me Yer Killer Is I
I'd Like To Watch You Fall But Yer Already Gone
I'd Like To Watch You Fall But Yer Already Gone