[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
I'm Kool Rap, Kaczynski and God wrapped in one
I keep a stupid [bad word] around me just to stash the gun [bad word] a [bad word]  I'll use it just to stab a nun
What y'all did is [bad word] to what Paz has done
I'm Black Sabbath, you savages get a lashing tongue
I'm black magic and ravenous, you a passive [bad word] I'm [bad word] AK and you's a Gatling Gun
I only listen to black metal and rap from Pun
I treat [bad word] like a jewel thief, smash [bad word] I write ignorance on looseleaf, that's for fun
You have the female tendencies of a [bad word] son
They say it's parts unknown where the assassin's from
Hey yo, Jus Allah load the Glock, rob his [bad word] And tell these sucker [bad word] that the gods [bad word] I drink clear liquor all the way to [bad word] The Glock an icebreaker, I don't mean a pack of gum

[Hook]
We that hardcore, we that hardbody
Y'all that cardboard, y'all that carbon copy
We Islamic Moors, we that godbody
We [bad word] AK, we the sawed shotty

[Verse 2: Jus Allah]
My babysitter hung herself, I was way too young to help
It's no way I could've lifted her and [bad word] the belt
Wish she could've gave me something else, [bad word] summer
But I'm always elated to meet the [bad word] I like to stare at models [bad word] brothels
Putting air in bottles, sharing pot and Aristotle
With the baddest dime inhaling the traffic line
And we don't talk about past times and astral signs
I'm fearless, there's an eeriness to my appearance
I'm experienced in severeness
I'm embellished in devilishness
I'm a detriment to health and wellness
I'm everything selfish and felonious
I'm only aware of unfairness, Islam and Arabic
Nuclear fission bombs and terrorists
More torturers that would know order
I live in close quarters, bodies everywhere
It's an episode of Hoarders