[Verse 1:Vinnie Paz]
I'm a f**ing warlord, what the f** is you kiddin?
The gun's always by my side, it's a juxtaposition
I believe in Isa but I don't f** with the Christian
Ultimate k**ing machine, I k** puppies and kittens
I k** anybody cousin, why the f** is you living?
I take mines while you f*ggots is stuck what you given
I don't envy y'all dirtbags' current position
Eating Crown Chicken stuck on the bus with your pigeon
I k** em all with my bare hands or the homie's shot
And f** around with more grams than Naomi Watts
It's either war with myself or it's a holy plot
John Tardy, I hope that you f*ggots slowly rot
I hit you motherf**ers in the head leaving bruises
And if the Tea Party win America loses
My hands clean but I still get you touched like ma**euses
My therapist told me that working with me is just useless
[Interlude]
Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet?
Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept?
Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet?
Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept?
Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet?
Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept?
Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet?
Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept?
[Verse 2:Ill Bill]
Rebel conflict, military all green, Glenwood Projects, 57-14
Money buys life or d**h
The best surgeons are the d**h merchants
Depressed urges lead to confessed murders
My whole family was in the projects
Paint chips we didn't have to eat cause Ruthy got wrecked
Pissy elevators, Marcus poured coke out his pockets
11 years old talking about he's hoping to profit
We were the children of foreigners born with the American dream
But then my uncle was a h**n fiend
And there were things that he once a**umed that he would never achieve
His legacy has affected people of every creed
Every religion and race, time or place, Earth or space
It's infinite, Uncle Howie Records is the name
I'mma speak my philosophy, you speak yours
I'mma teach my seeds well homie, you teach yours
As I walk through the valley of d**h I fear no evil
Only the evil hidden in my heart could cause people
To throw prods in your face, even more lethal
Written in all Hebrew, fighting to break the spell of Kingu
Sent to notify the people blinded in their mental
Call me Paul Revere, war is here, listen careful
Orchestrate a**a**inations and ma**acres
Kidnap amba**adors, coronate kings, and k** savages