[Verse 1]

If I don’t have the mag I get a [bad word] stabbed
With a knife because I claw for an Alaskan crab
Young, I’m down with Vinnie give me six weeks
All y’all little pipsqueaks is up [bad word] s creek
Think we a joke? I’ll put three in your throat
 [bad word] off gin and C&coke then we flee in a boat
Then [bad word] open up the spot with coconut Ciroc so the hoes’ll suck some [bad word] 
Then I’ll forget the call, after the nut I get attention deficit disorder
1-5 catch us off Xes and dust
Whole clique of registered  offenders
Pop [bad word]  we’ll hold your funeral XCs
Niggas [bad word] in roman numerals
Your block slow now, she [bad word] with them rappers
Cause y’all niggas money took a muscle-relaxer

 [bad word] 

I’m the mastermind with a faster rhyme
It’s work, not how I pass the time
I’m the mastermind with a faster rhyme
It’s work, not how I pass the time

I’m the mastermind with a faster rhyme
It’s work, not how I pass the time
I’m the mastermind with a faster rhyme
It’s work, not how I pass the time

[Verse 2]

My music’s strong enough to stop a bomb
I’m putting pressure on you kids like I’m a soccer mom
Who you think idea that it was to stop Saddam?
Who you think idea that was to drop the bomb?
You get your [bad word] rocked ma like Mustafa song
You blowing smoke you [bad word]  you should cop a bong
The nine [bad word] jam a little bit, Glock is strong
I move [bad word] and use voodoo like Papa Shango
Over a billion Muslims, you could never stop Islam
Over a billion bullets shooting from the chopper’s arm
The backstage filled with liquor and a lot of traum’
Cause it’s been hard on Vinnie since my father’s gone
I’m about to blow the [bad word] horns like it was Rosh Hashanah
This is the calm before the storm, Armageddon dawn
Carry a [bad word] head that I shred in Nam
I speak literally, figuratively, the prophet gone

 [bad word] 

I’m the mastermind with a faster rhyme
It’s work, not how I pass the time
I’m the mastermind with a faster rhyme
It’s work, not how I pass the time

I’m the mastermind with a faster rhyme
It’s work, not how I pass the time
I’m the mastermind with a faster rhyme
It’s work, not how I pass the time

[Verse 3]

You don’t have to search and question
I have the purse and the murder weapon
Never get a second chance to make a first impression
I’m no virgin, a murderer, and I’m an urban legend
Rather be of real service than to serve in Heaven
I don’t like cops, I don’t like co-operators
I don’t like traitors or story corroborators
In any problem I’m [bad word] denominator
My behaviour is the product of intoxicators
I’m just blood addicted, it’s the other liquid
I’m above the limit off of the blood of the wicked
Don’t even ask, there’s somebody in the bodybags
The blood matches that’s on the hatchets and hockey mask
I’m never traumatized, I don’t have [bad word] 
I don’t have economize the homicides
You tell reasons to take the will my faith is nil
I believe that even Jesus has a way to kill