Record that... (yes sir!) Yo, we ready to roll... (yes indeed) Deep in the trenches. I talk to ghosts... So you think i speak to the benches? (?) (haha) We in the projects right now, Getting out of control around every world (yes sir)(?)
Yo,
I know i look like Immortal Technique to you, But i created this genetic clone just to speak with you Me and Ralph Dog are busy planning on bombing the building, Cause underground shows never got women or children, I'm serial killing every fake nigga alive, So most muthafuckas tryna rap wont survive Machine gun everything around me like a panorama, And burn rubber with the ghost of Princess Diana, I'm like Santana, pulling strings in the game, While slaves emulate their masters, living the same, Fuck the fame, i cant rest a second alone, I got Homeland Security tapping my phone, But there's a warning to the government that creeps on me, I'm like a cum-stained mattress; don't sleep on me, I roll deep with a fully loaded AK, Murder cowards in their sleep like the I.R.A.