[Intro: Zack De La Rocha] [bad word] them jewels [bad word] them [bad word] them jewels fast [bad word] them [bad word] them, [bad word] them [bad word] them, [bad word] the slow mo

[Verse 1: Killer Mike] (EL-P)
Fascist slave, you protestin' to get in a [bad word] #39; look book
Everything I scribble's like The Anarchist Cookbook
(Look good, posing in a centerfold of Crook Book)
Black on black on black with a ski mask, that is my crook look
How you like my stylin', [bad word]  Ain't nobody stylin', [bad word] 
'Bout to turn this [bad word] up like Riker's Island, [bad word] 
Where my thuggers and my cripples and my bloodles and my brothers?
When you niggas gon' unite and kill the police, [bad word] 
Or take over a jail, give those COs [bad word] 
The burnin' of the sulfur, God [bad word] I love the smell
Like it's a pillow torchin', where the [bad word] the warden?
And when you find him, we don't kill him, we just waterboard him
We killin' 'em for freedom cause they tortured us for boredom
And even if some good ones die, [bad word] it, the Lord'll sort 'em

[Verse 2: El-P]
We out of order, your honor, you're out of order
This whole court is unimportant, you [bad word] are walkin' corpses
I'm a flip wig synonym, livin' within distortion
I'll bite into a cyanide molar before you whores win
I'm a New Yorkian, I [bad word] for the jump
I wear my Yankee so tilted I actually walk with a hunch
Look at Mikey, I think he likey, we are sinister sons
(Aye, we the type to beat the preacher with a grin and a gun)

[Hook: Zack De La Rocha] [bad word] them jewels [bad word] them [bad word] them jewels fast [bad word] them [bad word] them, [bad word] them, [bad word] them [bad word] them, [bad word] them [bad word] them jewels [bad word] them [bad word] them jewels fast [bad word] them [bad word] them, [bad word] them, [bad word] them [bad word] them, [bad word] them

[Verse 3: El-P] (Killer Mike)
wise man once said, ("We all dead, [bad word] it")
Just spit it disgusting youngin', and hold your nuts while you're gunnin'
I listened, tatted a sentence on my [bad word] last summer
Now I'll never get that phrase off my brain, it's no wonder
I'm here to buy hearts, I got hundreds, honey
The cheaper the parts, the better buy for the money
I'm trained in [bad word] whisperin', glistenin'
Waitin' for their christenin', I know the neighbors can't help but listen in
dirty boy [bad word] down on a side of dissonance
I can't even relax without sirens off in the distances
Not [bad word] #39; you, little buddy, this [bad word] #39; island's a prison
The only silence I have is an act of conjugal visitin'

[Verse 4: Killer Mike]
My solitary condition's preventin' conjugal visits
Go mane and missin' my misses, they keepin' me from my children
Conditions create a villain, the villain is givin' vision
The vision [bad word] a vow to seek vengeance on all the vicious
Liars and politicians, profiteers of the prisons
The forehead engravers, enslavers of men and women
Includin' members of clergy [bad word] on you through religion
(So strippin' kids to the nude and then tell 'em God'll forgive 'em)

[Hook: Zack De La Rocha]

[Verse 5: Zack De La Rocha]
It's De La on the cut, liftin' 6 on your stitchy crew
I'm miles ahead of you, you can sip my [bad word] brew
My battle status is burnin' mansions from Dallas to Malibu
Check my résumé, your residence is residue
Call her a skin job and my honey dip'll backflip for you
You playin', God your eye sockets, she gon' rip in two
We sick of bleedin' out a trace, spray a victim, you
Done dyin', Phillip AK [bad word] #39; you
With clips in the bottom, we dippin' from Gotham
Yes eclipsed by the shadows, a dark dance to the coffin
I'm a fellow with melanin, suspect of a felony
Ripped like Rakim Allah, feds is checkin' my melody
Yes aggressively tested we'll bump stretchers.