[Jus Allah]  You might be the proud new father  I am their future martyr  Who slaughters like blood is the new water  Who's darker, who owns a tooth sharpener  Who's partner is a fool for his tool carver  No disputing, refutings, no eludings  Just shootings, feudings, no undoings  No diffusing, abusings, unexcusing  Shoestring removings becoming behooving  They don't pay me to kill but to stop killin'  I don't hold my ends of the deal, I should start billin'  Any lesser of an evil is not fulfillin'  Don't text your house cleaner for a mop spillin'  You're the trailer, teaser, I'm the feature  You ail, you're weaker, I am neither  I'm a leader, you're a cheater, deceiver  Easier, a receiver, breeder!    [Chief Kamachi]  Musical martyr who do it harder  Fresh to death, like a French funeral parlor  Church and Kamala hurts for the scholars  France holla, anywhere between the Earth and Shambhala  A black and white collar, grimy like crack pipes schwala  Trying to get a rap life dollar  Still spit it for shelltoes lottos with the velcros   It's killa code I dun did it till hell froze  Old school Guc jacket dirty elbows  My boombox blast the heavens  I talk shit, stuck bibles in the ass of reverends  They wonder what faith he is,  Is he Muslim, Christian, or Atheist?  It don't matter, brain splatter just take a clip  Only present, ain't no way to escape the clique    [Vinnie Paz]  This a drama theme, you a faggot rapper drama queen  My body work is vicious quick enough to rock your spleen  Ain't nothin' funny sonny, even Vinnie's glock is mean  Steady with a machete ready for me to chop your team  How is Bush still here, we shoulda been shot him  Hologram, Taliban, call me Vin Laden  You a new jack hustla, Vinnie been clockin'  You a new jack sucker, Vinnie been rockin'  I ain't hear you sucker, come a little closer  Close enough so I can rock you with a mini roaster (x2)    Wack Chorus      Everything ain't always what it seems  Either I blow steam, or fall back and blow cream  Cuz, the left hand's for the position of mic  I made a nigga went himself when the mission ain't right  I'm on some OG shit, go fishin' at night   Scrub the jewels with toothpaste so the glisten is right   Fuckers, I'm on a level that you can't ignored  I prefer a boxcutter til' your face start to drip and pour   Catch me and Reef eating on South Beach  Smackin' niggas so hard that his head leak out meat  Salute me or you better speak out peace  Cuz cats smoke so much oil niggas leak out grease   We play everyday just like the weekend  ...and the A to the O to the T to the P in this bitch.    [Celph Titled]  Surgeon General's Warning:  I'm surgically injuring informants to resemble invalid deformed kids  Satan's orphan born force to contort ribs  Expand my land look at what one golf course did  Nine irons and three woods, goons with the spikey bats  Ali Baba swords swoosh-shaped in the Nike bag (damn)  Ask around they say for real "I'ma a rider man"  Ladies love my sniper aim 'plus they like my tiger fangs'  Spiders came, Oh!, from my grave when I rose out  Looked at the sphinx and, I chiseled the nose out  Fo'shizzle there's no doubt, the military unit of the Tibetan black magicians  Is here to make exact incisions   With radioactive equipment  And have you stabbed quick through your cheek flesh like we bass fishing  So crabs listen, their is no ass kissin'  Sloppy with my work, do my dirt with my mask missin'