Yeah  yeah
 Master of all self hate
 Shaolin cipher heat  niggas
 For my militant soldiers
 Yeah  check it out
 Yo  yo
 As night falls the commando's teams seize the palace
 Fiercely assault commands the volts
 Explode in the air like lightning bolts
 We rippin' out your spleen
 At battlegrounds like the dense jungles of Phillipines
 Drunk monk sip O.E. out the canteen
 Men at war with guillotines
 So far we all (?) Japanese
 Troops not waiting
 All you hear is bullets penetrating
 Deep like the assassination that almost killed Reagan
 War troops in army suits with spiked boots
 Lyric proof brutes
 Camouflage the haunted igloo
 Eskimo commando
 Dressed to kill in camo
 Black Rambo
 I civilize for ammo
 Bulletproof parachutes
 We motorate helicopters with green bags of loot
 Bloodthirst heroes
 After Vietnam he made the wheelchair
 No fear
 Warfare at its highest (?-mixed with Beretta 9's first line)

 

 Yo, yo
 I snatch up defeated troops in desert Tim boots
 Camouflage like the sands I locate in Iran
 For war be the issue
 Elite crews and God jewels
 Snipers on the rooftop watch out for the Pitbulls
 Waited 'til sunsets and moving like ninjas
 Camouflage masked avengers
 Y'all niggas best surrender
 We servicing your weapons we be the Armageddon
 Killarmy bring on board this military acquisition
 Your crew will take position on the seven seas mission
 Beretta 9 be wild like (?-mixed with 9th Prince's first line)

 

 Yo, 5 Star General giving killing orders
 Militant assassins surround the headquarters

 

 Let's go to war with break beats
 My battleground is in the streets
 Shogun
 Samurai assassin the professional spectacle
 Mental terrorist
 Plant a time bomb in your ear
 And hold your brain for hostage
 Killarmy equipped with detonating swords
 Captivate the crowd leave 'em praising the Lord
 In the Asiatic War we chop heads off
 Like General Monk and his swordsmen
 The reason is burning season
 My brothers is guilty of high treason
 So I decapitate them
 As they lay motionless bleeding on the canvas
 I put away my weapon which is stainless

 

 Yo, it's the 5 Star General
 
 5 Star Generals, word up

 

 Here's the non-carnivorous
 Lyricist rhyming protagonist absorbing thoughts through my elements
 Rip out your pancreas
 Try to exit and get caught like a venereal disease
 Niggas freeze before I sueeze
 It's impossible to run when I'm done
 Dom Pachino the son saving my universe now
 Awaiting trial
 Unidentified profile
 Got you sewn like a textile
 Lyrical navigator exploring different worlds
 Mixelplick (?) style
 Equipped with a vest
 Killarmy vigilantes got MC's marked for death
 Evil targets
 Taking their lives like Grand Auto Theft
 Then motivate like Dr. David Banner
 Moving in bulletproof air crews with CB scanners
 I channel
 My life can never be a manual
 Unpredicatable historical like a Greek oracle
 Words pronunciated plural
 And shot through my (?-over Masta Killa's first line)

 

 Scinece is the study of all things
 Knowledge their sword swing
 Guns go off in the east wing
 It's a blessing to deliver this lesson
 Who's resting
 You've been summons to awaken
 A nation of sleeping giants who are clients to the devil civilization
 Migration expands my plan to the maximum capacity
 Nothing can hold me from launching out over the Earth then disperse
 Ritual darkness niggas return
 Unscathed and at ease and as you were
 But the thought of not being able to breathe and leave these worldly
 possessions
 Have MC's fret to step in my direction

 

 Word up, militant assassins