[feat. Young Zee & Pacewon]

 [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