[Verse One: Vinnie Paz]   Don't be scared- Be prepared for the worst   Before I let a round of shots burst   You the opening act so rock first   Trust me, multiple shots from Glocks hurt   And I think there's been enough said   'Cause your body's gonna leak like a mothafuckin dust-head   Burner love to see the blood red   And you pussy-clout rappers can't sleep until a thug's dead   But I don't plan to die   Until it's my time   Soldiers keep playa hatin from the sideline   It's divine rhyme   Jedi Mind time   It's rap cyanide   Study the guidelines   Yeah on my last few twelve inches   Walk around with a long knife-twelve inches   That's real sharp for cutting ya skin   Tie you up make you watch while I'm fuckin' ya kin      ("Don't get scared, be prepared for the worst" *scratched 4X*)      [Verse Two]   Yeah   I have an iron force   Robbin' you on the iron horse   I'm a lion that's relyin' on the Mayan's thoughts   I'm spittin' iron darts   Until there's more dead   Then I'm seeing triple sixes on your forehead   I don't wanna die anymore   I don't wanna cry anymore   Lie anymore   I just want y'all to be dead   I just wanna get rid of all these sick thoughts in my head   I stay ready on the frontline ("Anybody wants mine, that's when it's lunchtime")   And I'm a threat to the whole land   Man fear God   But God fear no man   That's the mothafuckin program   I could feel snakes just from handshakes from a cold hand   Time waits for no man   And that's word bond   Throw 'em in a ditch   Bury 'em the herb gone      ("Don't get scared, be prepared for the worst" *scratched 4X*)      [Verse Three: Vinnie Paz]   This is war rap similar to Jacob's ladder   Walk around like Thor with a sacred hammer   Yeah you don't really want the guns out   We some vampire mo'fuckas   Burn when the sun's out   Y'all are traveling the bum route   Talkin bout whips standin on the strip with your thumbs out   But that ain't me   I don't care about a whip   Y'all are fake money just another counterfeit   While y'all are on the block thinkin bout your pipe dreams   I'm Slick Rick style thinkin how my ice gleams   Thinkin how I'm gonna make this money   Take a visit to the Bing and embrace my dunny   I guess this is just God's plan   Beware of the beast undercover in the marked van   If you a smart man   Use your voice to sing   Cause that's the only fucking way to avoid the Bing!      ("Don't get scared, be prepared for the worst" *scratched 4X*)