[Talking]
  Yo you dealin' wid militant goons ya know what I'm sayin?
  Necro on the track, peace and love to BK
  Far Rock, drop it
  
  [Verse 1]
  I stash concealables under my underables, fuck them other crews
  I got a hundred goons bustin' you wid puncture wounds
  Nothin' but rage, nineteen ninety nine the world change
  Now it seem, the devil leaves the righteous man slain
  with the brain function, weak and callin'
  Reproduction, revolution, assassination, execution, collision
  It's best to find my religious credential politicians
  Devil's decisions populate prisons
  Resistin' arrest, officer investigate my place
  Industrial strength flashlight, bash me in my face
  These police they, motivate, drug market maneuvers
  Gat shooters, visionary military computer operation specialist
  My intelligence breeds benevolence
  Subtract infested cam of the inheritence
  No evidence, gunshots like three blast
  Dippin' out the back wid the jet black ski mask
  Can't indentify, who he?, you can't see
  Jumble the visibility, we camouflage to crimes be
  My mind be, venturin' into territories
  Eighteen hundred and twenty five days end of story
  
  Hook:
  Everywhere I go 5-0 wanna follow
  Everytime I flow it's like there's no tomorrow
  I can bring happiness or I can bring sorrow
  You don't wanna mess around there's no tomorrow
  (2x)
  
  *scratching of* "Nah kid" "It's only a matter of time"
  
  [Verse 2]
  It's Abraham baggin' grams on a beach in France
  Militia dancer my Tony Sicero stance exaggerated
  And overblow grimace like the technique of Sugar Ray's left hook
  born to menace, my hop wid Christ, bootless bandits on the streets
  Bless beats wid treats strictly grimey, for all my peeps
  Non-Phixion, incredible goons bringin' the legacy
  Shit, meaner than actresses rockin' dope on vasectomies
  I represent like Canarcy argue
  Quick to stick a party, intoxicated from Bacardi
  Real shit, legit like pigs who carry biscuits
  Intrinsic, like ?????? in your compress kit
  Don't risk it, like Mumia before a caper
  Upstate lats get buried, on two point five acres
  A crook wid line plus my alibi designed to jerk
  Housing officials and feds lookin' for tech nines
  I been through more shit than Rocky Dennis
  or Craig Mack's blemish, emcees suck mine and then replenish
  Back in Iceland we handy wid the gadgets
  Crime ridden like jackers extortin' karats I'm savage
  Keep it rugged like Tommy
  Waco will play ya devastation
  And sixty X's for my nation
  
  Hook (2x)