(Verse 1 - Vinnie Paz)
I murder you and laugh
I'm Barry Sanders slashing through the path
You a magicians assistant I'm sawing you in half
You a heathen that rely on the beast
I'm a demon at the fire crucifying the priest
I shine over beats: A motherfuckin beast on the mic
I'm a lion out the jungle, raw meat's what I like
I bleed in the fight, Vinnie like that taste of his blood
And I'll open up your stomach like the case of a slug
I'm faithful to drugs, puttin metal plates in your mug
Dump your body in the motherfucking lake in a rug, face in the mud
Ya'll create the facade, that my people have exterminated faith in their god
Patience is hard, cousin but it pays to calm
Go to war for anybody who embraces Islam
I'm gracious and warm
Ready for my place in the war
And I'm ready to smash a motherfuckers face in the floor

(Chorus)
We got that gangster gangster shit
We got that murder murder shit
You talk that gangster gangster shit
We live that murder murder shit

(Verse 2 - Ill Bill)
Without order nothing exists
Without chaos nothing evolves
Now get on your knees so I can stick this gun in your mouth
I'm a Slayer album personified
Holocaust columbine
Middle passage Israel versus Palestine
It's the cult leader drinking kool-aid
Run with the doctor's that produced AIDS
I open my mouth I shoot flames
A freedom fighter that got the whole world terrified
Ill Bill, human manifestation of genocide
Stand amongst Grammy winning grimy nosed candy sniffers
Blast a black metal at you like Danny Loco
It's impossible to escape my matrix of hate
I'll make a good girl a cum dumpster saying don't wait
I turn razors to AK's and turn raisins to grapes
Turn blood into wine with an insatiable taste
Drink from the goblet of gore, vomit and poured
Sodom and Gomorrah back to Canarsie, New York
(Chorus)

(Verse 3 - Vinnie Paz)
You don't know about the gospel of Judas
About the information found in the Galapagos ruins
How the warriors would sharpen they blades
How if they wanted to the government could cure you of AIDS
We the equivalent of fire & ice
The equivalent of a prisoner who died for his rights
I'm lying to Christ
Put your fuckin spine in a vice
I'm like trump in The Apprentice - only fire at night
I'm dying to fight, slap you five and put ten in you
Louie Dogs a fuckin genocide general
So I say fuck the CIA and they plan
Get me outta here I'd rather fucking stay in Iran
I run up on you with grenades in my hand
If you fuckin round with Bill or try to hate on my fam
It's the dichotomy of hatred in man
If you ever think of tryin to play me then Blam! Blat! Blat!

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