[Intro: El-P]
Ha, Scaramanga
Not to mention, we all in danger
So, we livin' more dusty than digital
Strivin' plus gimmicks
Yo, our shit is critical
Not to mention, E.L. Dash, shit is pitiful
Co. Flow and Men' up, yo
Shit is dead so, Scaramanga such
We touch their heads, so
And let a banger go, we like

[Verse 1: Scaramanga & El-P]
Chillin', chillin' willingly, buildin' with Gods from Tilden
Scaramanga fly an iron Porsche Spyder, mark those Snyder and Kings
Buyer of rings, higher than weaklings
Seekin', peekin', information leakin' contact, contract
Let market DP30s imported in New Jersey
Works for 3 G's, expect overseas
Droppin' down on murder, more shells in your back than turtles
Pack gats once unheard of, just full sons confined to a girdle
In seclusion with Peruvians movin' in territories
Terror stories in all Hell’s glory, the bells saw me
Show mine, here comes Po-9
Throw the gun in the trash, dash
Squad's comin', no time to waste in chase, ace
Call the drug lieutenant in via tenement
Bitches squeal to detectives for the pentiment
Now I'm out to injure men with the intent
Fuck the media, sprayin' on your previous silence
Infiltrate these, Meni' spray yours
9 Parabellum arrow shells swell domes and cerebellum
Bloody stained towers, .44 power removed his bowels
[Chorus: Scaramanga]
Iceberg Slim, Nightwork in Timbs, slice jerks for limbs
Drop the tight verse, on the pavement
Iceberg Slim, Nightwork in Timbs, slice jerks for limbs
Drop the tight verse, on the pavement

[Interlude: El-P]
Now, who, the hell on God’s Earth
Understand digital, more dusty than criminal

[Verse 2: Scaramanga]
Point the gat at the laundromat on the track
OTB show me he go three floors deep on the 3000 GT black pearl
Black girl Gallant, rounds will enter ya
Four-pounds bark when the beef gets sparked
Flash bangin' loops in hoops like Meadowlark
Master of the metal art
Chrome bronze Don quick to silver steel your shot
Raw peel plot apart, feel your heart twist
Like a chameleon tail, Sicilian Brazilian well
Chipped as hell, millions swell, go billion well Diesel
Cocked Fort Knox box, extra rocks checked ya under, plus
Two-hundred dollar hoes holler as they swallow, links solid
Your rings hollow, mines shine like mythical Apollo
You're like Icarus tryin' to follow
Soldiers in the cut from barrack get the Saratoga
[Outro: Scaramanga & El-P]
Uh, uh
Now you know the time on this underground mission
Scaramanga Shallah (What?)
El Producto on the boards (Uh)
Co. Flow (Slow, uh)
Makin' noise
El Producto
Scaramanga Shallah
Brownsville Israel, knah mean?
Uh, uh
Uh