(feat. 60 Second Assassin, 9th Prince, Blue Raspberry,...) 



[Intro: 9th Prince] 

Yeah I'm back... Cilvaringz... 



[9th Prince:] 

Aiyo, unlock the chain, relieve stress from my brain 

You know it's militant, while we hoppin' the train 

Killarm's a street gang, Stapleton hang out, no doubt 

Street professor with the most clout, show you what it's about 

Mathematics, bitches with a brolic ass 

Automatics that cause havoc, for fast cash 

Pedal bark, Allah trademark in the heart 

A young Mozart, swim with tiger sharks in the wet myst 

Of Shaolin Dark Art, a million soldier march 

Ferocious, tear ligaments apart 

Crack your bones, stick and stones, black Al Capone 

Torture microphone, broke many barriers but still unknown 

The Desert Eagle chrome, war poems 

The hall was built, like the Prince of Egypt's throne 

We can take it back to Soldiers of Darkness 

Where Madman was heartless, killed their whole squadrons 



[60 Second Assassin:] 

By all God's be fury, you get thrown in the maze of court and jury 

The psychopath, chief of the warcloud 

Warpath, whipping up his ass, hold up this world like Atlas 

Incarnating, styles you can call, death child know while I flinch 

Of the eyebrow, I be flippin' the crack of a smile 

Alright runt, play wild child 

Enter the pow-wow, in a stance I'mma bow 

Because you foul, you should be stripped of your gown 

You could make maid, shipped out 

What the fuck you done tripped out, missed out 

Sixty Second count the amount 

You seem to lost your whereabout, there about 

I get 'em now, roundhouse, every second snake out 

Try to break out, get knocked about 

Fifty-two blocks on the house! 



[Chorus: Blue Raspberry] 

Killa, it ain't no where you can run to... 

Killa, damn sure, ain't nowhere you can hide (nowhere to hide) 

Killa, Valentine's, Valentine's Day Massacre 



[Cilvaringz:] 

I spit here, trynna follow what the words of men 

Allah's forgiven to me, but ignored instead 

Catching custom, inside of my bad, God forgive me 

God forgive me, I've written and read plee 

I live, I give, myself to your mercy, oh lord 

It hurts me, blessed with the view of the world, before 30 

And razors in the mouth like Birdie, plus the God is mighty 

And all of the things you knew 

So he wrote the verse in 33.62 

That's why I fight against the Sunnah, the Ummah and Bruhah 

Sponsor the heart, for the ruler, the king and moolah 

He speaks of these things incorrectly 

For the Qu'ran, stays Allah's word directly 

Always, exactly, never neglected, perfected 

For clear understand, so check it 



[Shabazz the Disciple:] 

This be the 16 bar rosery reading, of the unholy heathen 

You soul will be leaving, you be needing them roses 

And meeting death, lead pillow wet, watchin' silhoutte 

as it rose in in the evening 

Inhalin' the gospel too deep, your brain and your nose will be bleeding 

Impaler, upside down cruciform's, how I nail ya 

Cremate your fuckin' flesh to ashes, then inhale ya 

Dark angel of death, sent in to strangle the breath 

Got you entangled in my hell rectangle of angles of death 

Blow your spirit out the back of your head, and smack the seven ghosts 

Summoned ya ass back from the dead, rapped to them Heaven's host 

Sentenced through wages for your sin days 

Have the Priest, puttin' your ashes on they foreheads on Ash Wednesday 

Beloved layin' with they soul as ya smothered with dirt 

Mother prayin' from the cold vision, as he hovers the Earth 

The ceremony at the cathedral, will be evil for those listening 

February the fourteenth, all behold the blood Christening 



[Chorus]