[Verse 1: Killa Sin]
I get sun tone, sin known to make n***as fold on the scene
Now pussies turn green like fake gold
Them don't want it, shits real, like thoughts to ya stomach
N***a run it, shots make ya heart rate plummet on the ground
Face down, clown, don't make a sound, prison bound
The side of your crown, my culture pound
Punk cop, killa rocked, ya knocked one walked one stopped
Glock his ass popped in my zoombox
I'm too hot, tell me what you wanna do brah
Yo we could keep it in the streets or we could take it to the rooftops
Dead life, the infared light, aimed at ya head right
Blazed off, bitches in black visit ya gravesight
With Technicalities to stop reality, in for the salary
Keep my shit fat like extra calories
You gotta be bleedin', n***as done dropped, aight?
Now you slipped up, bringin' a rock to a gat fight
And illegitimate n***as who feelin' it, with swollen ligaments
Shit that's wrecked, know that sin far from innocent
What? Raw bombin' the test, a baller distressed it's marvelous
(A son of a gun) who stay revolver-less
I keeps the automatic for the static with an ill pact to live
To gat like grand mac


[Verse 2: Inspectah Deck]
Some demon to the game I sometimes gasp for air
Deadly warfare with hot blast cops and cold stares
Shots flare like fireworks on July the 4th
Weapons are tossed, fugitives slide north
Maneuverin' thru mean streets with 4 wheel drives
I rise like this tide, peace spies and true lies
High roller, Rebel-I soldier, raw like I rolled ya
Killa Bee sting like king cobra
Car speeds and nigs bomb beats and cause casualties
My faculty hold it down like, gravity, rapidly
Sweating like rappers to adolescents
Ghetto residents quick to pass extra presents
State of the slums, kill for a plate of crumbs, the fake ones
The courts will smile with snake tongues
And talk shit, I hold my weight like a forklift
Talks in offices with execs and corporate bosses
Forces combine new world 2009
Digital criminals who make mils in cyber crimes
It's all planned ahead, due time, I see the signs
One of the great minds, the heaviest chains cannot blind
[Verse 3: Killa Sin]
Yo, point blank my clan rocks it, 13 shot clips I'm toxic
Pummel when he said (bow bow) it's like a rocket
Explode in ya face with bass, full of force
Fuck the Hitler, style more sicker than holocaust
The flipper, quicker sticker upper
You faker motherfuckers who black
Cut these black rocks and match each others
I'm also ready for the world, ignint girl, with guns up, pants down And nobody said it clown
I'm tellin' ya, n***a better watch your ass
The spread of the blast, competitors fast, you n***as better ask
Somebody, who caught the clash with the shottie
Brother had the Tommy (yo what, what?) the mic and Pradie
The night bomb, burn mic palms, dead advice
Sun's two strikes, once you bite what I write, but I ignite lungs
Some bruisers, I braise em
Action packed gat's, n' clack on you wack rap acts for satisfaction
Seven whole days like Toni Braxton on tapes
The raps I make, generate tracks that fascinate
Assassinate, wanna be rough, rugged and raw
Hardcore, motherfuckers its war
It ain't safe no more, n***a!
*beat change*

[Verse 4: Inspectah Deck]
I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses
Can't define how I be dropping these mockeries
Lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred Shogun, explosion when the pen hits tremendous
Ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect view through the future see millennium
Killer Beez sold fifty gold, sixty platinum
Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets, Queen Bees ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, die hard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow, swinging swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performing live on your hottest block