[Intro: Kevin Sullivan]
I was taken by Abudadein to the closet of anxiety 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 are the one who pushed me over the 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 an at an Indian picnic, when there was feasting and rejoicing, and the haze put an Indian to sleep and didn't arise again. No prisoners (Solie and Colt)! No Prisoners!"
[Verse 1]
Look, you sleepin', the feds watchin
Murder spree, robber dough boy, like I'm Tex Watson
Pool of blood, cold red tide and the red toxin
September 2nd, 1990 in Wisconsin
I do a lotta knife-talk
View from Masada and this yoppa turn your lights off
I'm Rutger Hauer with the nighthawk
Crime spree, give him three sixes and a night stalk
I used to sneak the blicky on the seven
With a bunch of Puerto Ricans rockin' fifty four .11'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 f*ckin' mind
Quite late, I'm liftin' you out your f*ckin' spine
Billy Hulk, I'm givin' somebody the drug
It hurt when you gotta kill somebody you love