[Intro: Vinnie Paz]
Yeah
One-two
Saifullah
Pack Pistol Pazienza, God Fahim
Salaam Alaikum brother, saludo
A'ight look, Yeah

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
I'm the God of War, pa, I empty them toolies
The Lion roar, start of a MGM movie
The walk-in closet is end-to-end Gucci
My ahkis make salah, we tend to them duties
He met the destruction by God, like a sodomite
Alkali metal in the blicky like it's carbonite
These motherfuckin' red tops like I'm on tonight
I got [?] bitches sniffin' like they Barney Fife
Philosophy of Aristotle given by the father
Your family is cryin' and they mourn you like it's faja
I put a dot on your fuckin' head like Prabhupada
Allah shower mercy on the soul of Abu Zahra
Always in a state of meditation like Pranava
I'm comin' for you motherfuckers, and it's drama
Muhfuckas nervous, and they jittery as Java
There's gun-runners here, they coming from Bratislava
Toma!
Boxcutter Pazzy
Fahim, salute Ahki
Y'nah'mean?
Dump Gawd, dump master

[Verse 2: Tha God Fahim]
Uh
I could tell you that it's infinite ways to get cream, but
A'udhu billahi min ash-shaitan ar-rajim
I chop the head off a king, get fill him with magazines
Rock fifty thousand in bling, get thousand dollar jeans
Got respect, all the way from the Pacific to Atlantic
Let my connect have a new plate for me then I'm at it
Peep the mematic's, every gun I've got is gigantic
Fully automatic, have you prayin' like a mantis
Fuckin' with mammoths, you got a microscopic status
Little advantage, I spin ya Benz with all the damage
We manage, to never panic, keep the dynamic
You tweakin' we draw guns, like Picasso with the canvas
Motherfucker