[Verse 1: P.R. Terrorist]
Scuffed up guns, toss the filthy heat then run
Dirty Weaponry fill my clip with rusty dumdums
It hardly worked right, when I bust it hardly jerked right
Smith & Wesson type, illuminate the block all night
Serial scraped, found it in the nearby lake
Dried it off, an hour later caught your man for his cake
Administrate an earthquake, the Earth shake, your body ache
Your life's at stake stake, your lyrics ain't holding no weight
Paralyze your enterprise 'cause they moving like snakes
Up in my grasp, little they know it's water then gas
Spark that ass with the friction that my music enhance
Verbal vibrations spit a few darts from out my stash
Terrorist nemesis is the first and the last
Knowledge and understanding one and the same, I aim, no restrain
Nothing to lose, all to gain, I raise cane
And snap your back, rip out your veins, crack your frame
Return you back from where you came

[Verse 2: 9th Prince]
Yo, yo I'm the master of ceremony revolutionist
Lyrical demolitionist, trapped in the abyss
Pirates of dark waters meteorologist
Slang thugs be sublime to abdict lyrics is dangerous
I exiled myself from Earth and built a home on Uranus
9th Prince, the ill street acrobatic, lyrical gymnastic
The stage gymnasium
I slay through the rhythm, I tear notes like patriotism
The god is universal, fired at rehearsal
Rappers is too commercial, I lyrically murder you
We attack with logical, scrape your physical composition
With broken bottles and blow fire out my nostrils
Rappers is nervous, battle mode verses
Lyrically enormous shockwaves split the surface
Psychic predictions, it's the imitation of the minds of Egyptians
Political/poetic musician
Tunes hit the Moon, made the Earth cause collision
With 7 planets, then I vanish, some call me the human Titanic
Seize the prisoner in captivity
Son of solar broke the laws of gravity, fellows incarcerated
Assault and battery against the music academy
MCs is too gentle
Stab my pencil inside your temple and revenge the General
[Chorus: P.R. Terrorist]
Red dawn, war pawns, raps nasty like porn
Pass on, transform, Arm Leg Leg Arm
Supreme head, infrared, we form like Voltron
We form like Voltron

[Verse 3: Beretta 9]
We go to war like Arabians, Pakistanians, rich men and Indians
Germans, Muslims, Vikings, Patriots
Trojans, Conquistadors, Romans, Projects
Aztecs, Confederates, Yankees, Nazis
Non-vets drown you in the ocean get your shit open
Should've had your sword but it was broken
Strike your whole facility with strength and agility
To the best of my ability with heavy artillery
Extreme me a military Killarmy adversary
Shot your first platoon, dropped a bomb on your secondary
Mind state be war, for this newer revolutionary
Beretta aiming sights at your dome and at your coronary
Then I finish you off with a banner to the respiratory
Best prepare to die when you step into my territory

[Chorus x2: P.R. Terrorist]
Red dawn, war pawns, raps nasty like porn
Pass on, transform, Arm Leg Leg Arm
Supreme head, infrared, we form like Voltron
We form like Voltron
[Outro: P.R. Terrorist {"Spawn sample"}]
Then drop the bomb
Word is bond
{"​​​​​For some warriors, the answer is crystalised in an instant
Their instincts point them only one way
The truth becomes undeniable.."}