Collapse the War Engine

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz] I'm the author of pain (Yeah!) This Kalashnikov, akhi, it'll alter your frame This the Umayyad Caliphate, conquerin' Spain (Alhamdulillah) This is honor, this is Pranayama conjuring names (I'm the conjurer) I ain't seen nothin', muhfucka, he was found dead The 50 Cal beggin' me to paint the fuckin' town red Have a muhfucka losin' weight and that was pounds shed (Yeah) Black Gucci duffel bag, homie, where the brown thread Makes a lot to define This automatic recoil, stock sixty nine (Yeah) I saw it in the data byte (I did) Epsilon Boötis and the black night satellite (It's in the sky) See I stay with the toy I will trade you for this eagle, pa, Shady McCoy It's a mind ripper, pull a Wes Craven and breeze Whatchu waitin' for, lil' homie? Aim it and squeeze [Chorus: Sample Scratches] Here we go, I'm cursed with the dawn?? You was wrong Strike 'em down [Verse 2: Vinnie Paz] Yeah, the universe big and the sun large The 40 Cal about to give 'em five like a gun charge On the street corner where the muhfuckin' scum crawls Everything here pure ignorance and gun bars Camp Crystal Lake, built with Jason for days I will ask questions first that's the way I was raised (I was) This a flashbang, homie, I am bringin' the SWAT This is thug season ahki and I'm bringin' a mop (pa-pa-pa-pa!) Gaudy motherfucker, everything grandiose The difference 'tween the cure and the poison is the dose (Listen) My mind all over the place but I rap lucid (I'm lucid) The type muhfucka that smart but he act stupid (Stupid) You lame, no idea what to do with the kush And a bird in the hand worth two in the bush (It is) It's Mozart over here, Don Giovanni (It's art) And I ain't worried 'bout you motherfuckers, you punani!