[Intro: Kevin Sullivan]
I was taken by Abudadein to the closet of anxieties
Where I took the cosmic cookie and went to the Amazon River of my mind
Where I met OG, the keeper of the key and he told me, "Now the final stages are set for the war with the family"
Because, now they know, they know now that I am gonna do something horrible
You're the one that pushed me over this line this time, you see
Abudadеin, when he strapped mе to The Tree of Woe and people plucked at my skin
It was all to make me stronger
I'm not takin' any prisoners now, like in Ipoh, Malaysia
At an Indian picnic when there was feasting and rejoicing
And the haze put an Indian to sleep, and he didn't arise again
No prisoners (Solie and Colt)! No prisoners!

[Verse: Vinnie Paz]
Look, you asleep but the feds watchin'
Murder spree, rob a dough boy like I'm Tex Watson
Pool of blood, cold red tide and a red toxin
September 2nd, 1990 in Wisconsin
(Jeffrey Dahmer's horrific crimes)
I do a lotta knife-talk
View from Masada, and this yop'll turn your lights off
I'm Rutger Hauer with the Nighthawk
Crime spree, give him three sixes and a Nightstalk
I used to sneak the blicky or the seven
With a bunch of Puerto Ricans rockin' 5411's
They tried to hit me with possession
And told me if I told on myself that I'd get to steppin'
You must be out your fuckin' mind
Quale, I'm liftin' you out your fuckin' spine
Billy Hulk, I'm givin' somebody the drug
It hurt when you gotta kill somebody you love