[Intro: Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, Sinista
C'mon, man, I ain't fuckin' playin'
X-Men, Execution

[Verse 1: ILL BILL]
Yo, yo, listen, bear witness to the spooky and the sinister
The most infamous goon lyricism administered
Squad introduce you to God
You in the three-piece suit with two shooters involved
Opposite of God's children, they Lucifer's heart
[?] numerous cars, smokin' Cuban cigars
Permanently dead [?] stay true to the charge
Murder men

[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
Grace not a thing you deserve
I got K's, and you muhfuckas swing at the curve (Word)
You muhfuckas really get on my nerves (Yеah)
It was skeletal remains, Hiram Bingham thе Third
It got a .22, that's a sub-machine (Brr!)
You a fuckin' screamer on a submarine (You is)
When you scramblin', remember the pace
You starin' at Shaitan, B, remember the face (Remember who you lookin' at!)
A hundred round drum and the dirt move (Dirt move)
The shoemaker wear the worst shoes (Worst shoes)
Four five guineas and disperse jewels (Disperse jewels)
The devil walkin' wit' burned hooves
Maybe you was there with a kite
Muhfucka's here, he was sippin' syrup and Sprite
My money on the wood, I'm good (I'm good!)
Everything understandable understood (Yeah!)
[Outro: Vinnie Paz]
C'mon, man, stop fuckin' playin' with me
Sinista, Prime MInista
Execution, X-Men, all that!
All that! C'mon, man
R.I.P Rock Greater
X-Men, Execution
Philly, Pistolvania, all that
It's already like three hundred homicides
And I just caught another one
Fuckin' dickhead!