The cook out  yo  everybody's invited
 only the righteous shit
 (only the righteousness  open the bowl kid)
 the god degree (nothing but righteousness)
 the seeds (and uplefted)
 yo  check it (word up  kid  for real)
 (it's a family thing  celebrate this shit)

 [Dom Pachino]
 it's the big day  rally with gods
 cars parked up in the driveway
 in the trenches with the suspenses
 got to make a few stops get some shit from the pit stop
 build with the god ree he's on the block
 we did our bid together on the sixth building
 smoked shit at rec time to keep our mind's filled in
 spoke to killa sin on the bowl phone
 wanted me to scoop him right quick, before we zoned
 hit downtown medina, my spot's blown
 killarmy in your galaxy, the gods is known
 from war poems to shattering bones and star domes
 zone off, blow your clone off, and take the crowd home
 to the cook out, digital phonebook out
 on the look out for the girl scout
 with a cookie out, snatch killa up
 i-95, he knew the route
 unified a buck, in a war truck
 the god rolling up as usual
 new l.p. shaking the rear view
 slowly approaching the gate
 smelling the god degree
 to see my fam together as one, it makes me happy

 Chorus: Beretta 9 (2x)

 Events like this keep my family tight
 despite the mics, great minds think alike
 we ayalite, be a life, so, we could see the lights
 recite from the book of life, the book of life

 [Islord]
 aiyyo, to be exact, it's the god dead, a monk
 nice and hot, fastest ass on the block
 that's what we peeped out
 coming through with some phat shit to smoke out
 on our way to the big day, where our whole family's at
 from the grandmas down to the stars
 parlaying and having a fantastic time
 hanging out, cooking out, smoking out of my dome
 peace with the gods niece that i knew
 back from knowledge culture knowledge
 apartment 3-g, sitting back with me
 gradually, analyzing the sunshine over the family
 and the seeds growing up tremendously
 fast right before your eyes
 next thing you know they on size

 [Killa Sin]
 all my life a waited for this, a day of pure bliss
 celebrate it with a kiss, twist a daq' a reminise
 way back, to the broke days, rocking prokays
 that was okay, but not good enough for mrs. fokay
 damn, i used to love her like common
 not enough to understand the bond between woman and a man
 when i hunger, i guess because i was younger back then
 plus the fact i wasn't packing no meat
 a litte fat kid, hungry for some action daily
 so i played laser tag with real gats
 suicide perhaps a skully by the black fence
 intense, my mind flashed a dipped in '96
 yo, i'm on now, soldiers of the dark', underground hit
 plus some shit, regardless, i made it that way
 growing from the earth like a garden
 sarving no more this kid is famished
 awaiting for the day that me established
 the festival of the gods and the planets, we planning understanding
 god damn, it feels good to have a natural meal that's untampered with
 landing in the wheelchair, lamping poppa tracks about chef
 pants sagging off his ass, little children running wild in the grass
 singer foul, form a line for this fool,
 settle down for there's a jewel in the stash

 (Chorus: 2x)

 Outro: Beretta 9

 Kid, word up