Abdallah Azzam Brigade

Lyrics

You thought you were under control? Yes And similarly if you felt that pressure on the right side of your head, that made you turn right? Yes, I look to the right And, so you were controlled by these transmitters? Yes Yes... Did you have any theories at the time as to who was doing the controlling? No...ummm...wait, I figured that must been somebody who was watchin' the vehicle I was drivin' that was pretty close by [Verse 1: Recognize Ali] Yeah, if it's war, we gon' fight My shooters on the roof sniff raw before they snipe Strapped like a dyke, you'll be gone before the night So, don't cross me, or you'll get crucified with your wife Yeah, the clip is loaded, I spray the whole thing Keep thinkin' it's a game, and lose your whole frame This cocaine, I'm known to spit that propane Eatin' whack rappers shittin' out gold chains I see your pipeline is leaky You can bring the noise the TEC-9 squeaky Nigga, save all that love shit for Kiki Geechi, two daggers on me like Siddiqui Yeah, I find beauty in horror Check the god aura, rats get lit up like Menorah Who want rump with the god? Must be outta your mind, what kinda drug is you on, huh? What's a tuna to megalodon? Somebody definitely dyin' when the hecklers is drawn [Verse 2: Demoz] I got a M4, Glock .45 and a Uzi AK-47 and Heckler Desert Eagle confuse me I'ma lose my cool, you not a hustler, you a foolish dude You play the block like a blind person holdin' a Rubik's cube Maserati, Boxcutter, split your jaw I gut you, and leave ya guts drippin' over the kitchen floor This is war, you a alkie, sippin' at a liquor store When I shot I spill your liver all over your bitch's wall Then go to jail happily, you cut from a different cloth too I'm puttin' you in that box like a factory Fuck a disaster, I'm a disastrophy Light ya ass up, your backpack need a battery This is battery assault, assault rifle if ya [?] Put you six feet, now I bet you understandin' me Dammit, we need another body bag Shotty bang, yeah I'm in my homi' bag If that don't kill you, you leavin' in a body cast, nigga! [Verse 3: ILL BILL] Throw em in a piranha tank Overdose, grimey slang, Coka Nos', Howie gang Ozzy pushers grimy chains, this is how we bang Shut your fucking block down like an army tank Get your beans, hollow bullets and band aids This the last days so strap the fuck up and act your age 5714 make your balls swing the death of all things The birth of all nightmares the death of all dreams [Verse 4: Chinaski Black] You know Chinaski spit that murder shit that cause all type of nervousness Once the converted click it's a [?] tourniquet [Verse 5: Vinnie Paz] Harbinger poet like Valmiki 45 Caliber claw, the Dashiki (ta-ta-ta-ta) Strap boys gon' make a drive for this by weekly Ever since I took the Shahadah, Allah feed me (Allahu Akbar) The .36 cripple his will My mind is pure Einstein, limitless pill It's no sweat off my back, that's a frivolous kill Alhamdulillah, praise God, vision fulfilled C'mon, homie, this a chopstick, blow you in two Both arms get a workout, row a canoe I got a shooter named Musa, and he know what to do If you want the cocoa liquor, you should go to Peru You don't live by the G-code, it show in your eyes I will scar you for life, homie, you can choke on your lies You sayin' you was there in the trap I ain't never seen your face, pa, where is you at? Toma!