[Chorus: Islord]
Aiyo, everything is real like
Blue steel being pulled out in a sold out concert
N***as and bitches going berserk
Everything is real like blue steel
Being pulled out in a sold out concert
N***as and bitches going berserk, going berserk

[Verse 1: Beretta 9]
Yo, yo, we could see thought, express thought
Red dot on the plot, marksman operating one shot
On some pristine Golgo 13 magazine
Scope rifle with the infrared beam, check out my lean
Mark the sky rise, blew in a prize between the eyes
Keep it camouflaged, always disguised, we indispensable
Ninja through, coming through kid, we indispensable
Stand tall, justice for all, we off the wall
On some Born Build, keep your eyes peeled, guns concealed
Shit is real kid, wind up get killed, word up

[Verse 2: Dom Pachino]
Mental repetition, terrorist expedition conditions
Teach truth on this mission, break it down with compositions
Paragraphs of friction, terrorize your jurisdiction
Ain't no intermission, seen it all through premonition
Build with my Earth, knowledge me, God
In my solar position, son of man
Understand, observe and listen
Mind of a mathematician, disappear like a magician
Deal with persistence, carry out the Wu tradition
Sharpen my sword
Chopping off heads, so play your distance
[Chorus: Islord]
Aiyo, everything is real like
Blue steel being pulled out in a sold out concert
N***as and bitches going berserk, going berserk

[Verse 3: 9th Prince]
Yo, I'm from the hot lavas of the planet Earth
Thoughts of star burst up in the Universe
I slap the shit out the nurse
For trying to stick needles inside the head of my new birth
I'm the lord pioneer, microphone engineer, I spit verbal spears
Army of Black Knights, conquerors of guerillas warfare
My mind is in a straitjacket, the tongue is a hatchet
Eyes is night visions, my nose leads me to my enemy's coalition
Face track animation
Masta Killa passed me the God-U so I could murder Satan
9th Prince is a silent analyser
Hypnotize, genocides to set him on fire
They become a terrible tragic
Insane off rhyme cocaine as fierce as drug addicts
My mind is clear like the state-of-the-art graphics
The laser war, infrared laws
Prince Saddam has cause to destroy like Jaws
The high-intellect word doctor, healing verbs, my cure is poetry herbs
High blood pressure thoughts break down your nerves
[Verse 4: Killa Sin]
To see the gods fold, never that, behold the black metal for golden rap
Where the soldiers at, dealing with math, let's build upon that
Killer combat born of righteous uprising
Truth lies within the eyes and minds of civilized men
Got fake n***as posing like they Heisman
We push through like linemen, sack your quarterback on consignment
The key to living life is refinement
Plus knowledge of self, without Allah you ain't never gonna survive this
Merciless onslaught that's brought forth within you
Continue to turn the concerts to murder venues
It's all real, long as blood spill in that direction
Keep your fingers steady when you operate your weapons
Small minds add to hard times of all kinds
It's a thin line between sin and crime, so don't cross it

[Chorus: Islord]
Aiyo, everything is real like
Blue steel being pulled out in a sold out concert
N***as and bitches going berserk
Everything is real like blue steel
Being pulled out in a sold out concert
N***as and bitches going berserk, going berserk

[Outro]