Yeah one two
Saifullah pack Pistol Pazienza, God Fahim
Salaam Alaikum brother, saludo
All right look, yeah

I'm the God of War, pa
I empty them toolies
The Lion roar, start of an MGM movie
The walk-in closet is end-to-end Gucci
My Ahki's make Salat, we tend to them duties
He met the destruction by God
Like a sodomite alkali metal in the blickey
Like it's carbonite
These motherfuckin' red tops like
I'm on tonight
I got? bitches sniffin' like
They Barney Fife
Philosophy of Aristotle given by the father
Your family is cryin' and they
Mourn you like it's faja
I put a dot on your
Fuckin' head like Prabhupada
Allah shower mercy on the soul of Abu Zahra
Always in a state of meditation like Pranava
I'm comin' for you motherfuckers
And it's drama motherfuckers nervous
And they jittery as Java
There's gun-runners here
They coming from Bratislava toma!
Box Cutter Pazzi fahim, salute Ahki
Ya nah mean? Dump Gawd, dump master

Uh i could tell you that it's
Infinite ways to get cream, but
A'udhu billahi min ash-shaitan ar rajim
I chop the head off a king
Get fill him with magazines
Rock fifty thousand in bling
Get thousand dollar jeans got respect
All the way from the Pacific to Atlantic
Let my connect have a new plate
For me then I'm at it peep the mematic's
Every gun I've got is gigantic
Fully automatic
Have you prayin' like a mantis
Fuckin' with mammoths
You got a microscopic status
Little advantage
I spin ya Benz with all the damage
We manage, to never panic, keep the dynamic
You tweakin' we draw guns
Like Picasso with the canvas motherfucker