text: Yeah, Lord Infamous
  The Scarecrow
  Futuristic Rowdy Bounty Hunter
  Enigma on the track
  Black Rain bitch!
  When you wanna jump
  When you wanna jump
  Smash the gas then ya ball off, ball off
  Do your dance then ya ball off, ball off
  Smash that nigga when ya haul off, haul off
  Crash into em when ya haul off, haul off
  When you wanna jump 
  When you wanna jump 
  When you wanna jump 
  When you wanna jump 
  When you wanna jump 
  When you wanna jump 
  When you wanna jump 
  When you wanna jump 
  You putting your hands up on the damn steering wheel then you start smashing up on the gas
  You ballin all through the damn club, then you hitting the brakes like you started to crash
  Before you come fall in the club mane you sit in the car, gettin high as you can
  And look in your eyes; if theyre not dilatin that means that youre not in a trance
  And Lord is gonna put a fuckin body on rot when Im comin like a crimson juggernaut
  Have a nigga dig his own damn burial plot when I blast it, make it sharp, make your fuckin heart stop
  You cant deny that the Infamous rockin, mane I am so detrimental to the game
  Your ignorance make me voice you might as well bow down and give me my fame
  Smash the gas then ya ball off, ball off
  Do your dance then ya ball off, ball off
  Smash that nigga when ya haul off, haul off
  Crash into em when ya haul off, haul off
  When you wanna jump 
  When you wanna jump 
  When you wanna jump 
  When you wanna jump 
  When you wanna jump 
  When you wanna jump 
  When you wanna jump 
  When you wanna jump 
  Niggas defyin the deadly Black Rain
  I will make sure I cause some excruciating pain
  Infamous not a hot-blooded mane
  Theres nothing but ice water in my veins
  Want it all, yes I want every bit
  And I will not stop until I get all my grip
  So trick come equipped for a solar eclipse
  If you slip get yo neck slit, pimp
  Step up on a pedestal, you take a dose, you lose your life
  Listenin to my junt and you might be the one that die tonight
  Scarecrow the Rowdy Bounty Hunter, crank that fuckin sawed-off
  Do your dance, smack that trick and then ya ball off
   2x
  Nigga what you claimin, where you from?
  You dont know like that trick, get yo ass stomped
  I walk you off my nig, I came in this bitch amped
  I leave you tucked away somewhere with yo shirt damped