Hey yo Sabacolypse, I brought a lot of Glocks and lots of clips Up in the caravan with Taliban who cock the fifth Bush ran from a war and straight ducked that Bush wanna send me to war? I say fuck that We war and buck back with the cannon or knife Cause Vinnie Paz ain’t have a problem with Iran in his life And I ain’t got a problem stabbing up your man with a spike But I got a problem murdering a man and his wife For some land that I ain’t never even stand in my life For a man who couldn’t tell you what abandonment’s like Been scammed all my life from Reaganomics to the crack war And y’all are wondering what we run around with gats for All I ask for is a good night’s sleep So I pray to Allah hoping that the hood might eat Each one teaches ones but the hood like beef But I’m a hypocrite daddy so I pull my heat