[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz] You motherfuckers better guard your grill, conquer the kill and bow to the architect Every single beat and rhyme is poisonous as arsenic Murder just a part of it, I can see the art in it I can see the pain and the fallen angel in all of it You a shell of your former self and that's unfortunate Artillery is heavy and ammunition inordinate I would never start a fucking war that wasn't warranted Bullets flying back and forth at you like it's an argument I'm up to here in shit; it's either shovel it or walk in it It doesn't go away just cause you choosing not to talk of it I don't even rhyme over a beat: I fucking torture it Like taking a butterfly and ripping the wings off of it There's drama, muhfucker, then I'ma be at the heart of it Take his fucking head and demolish it I'm on some Damala shit, Mississippi, maul a God, all of it You a sweet vic, Pa, lighter than a Parliament
[Hook x2] "Straight up and down, you don't want no conflict" "I draw first blood, it's over with, and that's that" "Cause I'ma send you home with your muthafucking teeth missin" "The worst slaughter / Devils poisoning the birth water"
[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz] You muhfuckas ain't cut like that Have your whole fam wondering where they loved one at And the po-9 wondering where they suspect at I ain't doing five bullets, money, fuck that rap I will cut that cat, I will put him in the ambulance Bullets from the automatic make 'em do the Hammer Dance You a lost cause, muhfucka never had a chance Pazienza rhyme like a muhfuckin' avalanche I'ma let this big Colt four-five rip off And lift a muhfucka off his feet like a tip-off Son got mangled cause he was starting to lip off I hit him till his shoulders touched back like a kickoff I talked a lot of shit for years and dumbed out But that's why we have two ears and one mouth Nowadays, most of my peers has run out And that's why ghosts appear at son house