Abdallah Azzam Brigade

You thought you were under control?
Yes
And similarly if you felt that pressure on the right side of your head, that made you turn right?
Yes, I look to the right
And, so you were controlled by these transmitters?
Yes
Yes... Did you have any theories at the time as to who was doing the controlling?
No...ummm...wait, I figured that must been somebody who was watchin' the vehicle I was drivin' that was pretty close by

[Verse 1: Recognize Ali]
Yeah, if it's war, we gon' fight
My shooters on the roof sniff raw before they snipe
Strapped like a dyke, you'll be gone before the night
So, don't cross me, or you'll get crucified with your wife
Yeah, the clip is loaded, I spray the whole thing
Keep thinkin' it's a game, and lose your whole frame
This cocaine, I'm known to spit that propane
Eatin' whack rappers shittin' out gold chains
I see your pipeline is leaky
You can bring the noise the TEC-9 squeaky
Nigga, save all that love shit for Kiki
Geechi, two daggers on me like Siddiqui
Yeah, I find beauty in horror
Check the god aura, rats get lit up like Menorah
Who want rump with the god?
Must be outta your mind, what kinda drug is you on, huh?
What's a tuna to megalodon?
Somebody definitely dyin' when the hecklers is drawn

[Verse 2: Demoz]
I got a M4, Glock .45 and a Uzi
AK-47 and Heckler Desert Eagle confuse me
I'ma lose my cool, you not a hustler, you a foolish dude
You play the block like a blind person holdin' a Rubik's cube
Maserati, Boxcutter, split your jaw
I gut you, and leave ya guts drippin' over the kitchen floor
This is war, you a alkie, sippin' at a liquor store
When I shot I spill your liver all over your bitch's wall
Then go to jail happily, you cut from a different cloth too
I'm puttin' you in that box like a factory
Fuck a disaster, I'm a disastrophy
Light ya ass up, your backpack need a battery
This is battery assault, assault rifle if ya [?]
Put you six feet, now I bet you understandin' me
Dammit, we need another body bag
Shotty bang, yeah I'm in my homi' bag
If that don't kill you, you leavin' in a body cast, nigga!

[Verse 3: ILL BILL]
Throw em in a piranha tank
Overdose, grimey slang, Coka Nos', Howie gang
Ozzy pushers grimy chains, this is how we bang
Shut your fucking block down like an army tank
Get your beans, hollow bullets and band aids
This the last days so strap the fuck up and act your age
5714 make your balls swing the death of all things
The birth of all nightmares the death of all dreams

[Verse 4: Chinaski Black]
You know Chinaski spit that murder shit that cause all type of nervousness
Once the converted click it's a [?] tourniquet

[Verse 5: Vinnie Paz]
Harbinger poet like Valmiki
45 Caliber claw, the Dashiki (ta-ta-ta-ta)
Strap boys gon' make a drive for this by weekly
Ever since I took the Shahadah, Allah feed me (Allahu Akbar)
The .36 cripple his will
My mind is pure Einstein, limitless pill
It's no sweat off my back, that's a frivolous kill
Alhamdulillah, praise God, vision fulfilled
C'mon, homie, this a chopstick, blow you in two
Both arms get a workout, row a canoe
I got a shooter named Musa, and he know what to do
If you want the cocoa liquor, you should go to Peru
You don't live by the G-code, it show in your eyes
I will scar you for life, homie, you can choke on your lies
You sayin' you was there in the trap
I ain't never seen your face, pa, where is you at?
Toma!