[Ill Bill] Yo... We got a black president, the aliens will be here soon Open up your eyes and your ears, here's the truth Beyond blind faith we don't really know what to believe The meaning behind these old books could be anything Who the f** translated these words from Aramaic To the language spoken in the empire of the hated? We the children of a lesser God Make me want to pull an Escobar, and I ain't f**in talkin 'bout Nas I'm serious like a swastika Or playing Russian roulette, over hard liquor Or Hamas after bombin a Bar Mitzvah Or Israel after bombin the Gaza Strip up, it's constant It's tit for tat, present our little kids with gats Throwin gang signs like Bloods and Crips with bandanas on they face Sometimes the bandana's on their brains This prison planet tries to shackle me in chains every day [Chorus: repeat 2X] Illuminati triple-six, just study Koresh Mullets and bullet belts encourage the best Entourage of Gods, from Mossads to Qurans Church Ave. to the Taj Mahal we rock hard [Ill Bill] Homey you dealin with professionals that make murder look like suicide With silencers the size of an ordinary Jewish child Bazookas made from linoleum tubing And you stupid to think that "Lord of War" was only a movie Depraved enterprise, brain energized seven times Genocide high-level lies, truth serum identified Organic mushrooms given to prisoners who don't trust you Meanwhile the ma** population consumes I'm in a catch 22, too smart for my own good Intergalactical, too smart for my own hood My X-ray vision see through this tinted image Wipe the dust off reality's lens to spit vicious Molotov monologues at y'all, let's brawl Storming through +The Valley of the Dolls+ carryin kronz Attack like angry extra-terrestrials challenging God Arrive in chariots armed with various cannons and bombs [Chorus]