My rap equivalent to a militant bomb   My syllabus form, the Pazienza killer from 'Nam   With steel in my palm, guerrillas was born, your village is gone   It's either that you die or give your will to Islam   I feel it's a storm, that buildin' from the wilderness arm   I sent the alarm, to let you know Godzilla was spawned   I'd kill for my moms, ain't nobody as real as my moms   And it ain't any woman ever know the deal like my moms   I build with Iman's in holy places filled with Qu'rans   My killers is strong, 'cause every Sicilian is strong   You stealin' the form, I'm sharper then a million Don's   I'm buildin' a bomb, and when I see a milli' I'm gone      Brrrrat, brrrrat, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha   Pazman, that's how you fuckin' rhyme   The rhyme animal, Jedi Mind, baby!