Verse 1 (Bomshot):
And y'all suck each other's dicks
You can't find a bitch
We gon'e end your career
And now you can't bless mic's
Catch you up in Amsterdam, you fucking transvestites
I'm a sick fucker, have sex with my bitch's mother
When I see Jus Allah, I'll punch him in his dick
Suckers talking all that shit
When I sold you your first gun
Been rapping on the mic before you ever smoked the blunt
Fuck Vinnie Paz, he's a guinea fag
(...)
It only take a 16 for me to get in his ass
Fake muslim, wannabe, die pork eater
My team (...), pull scorth heaters
Bad as average, past savage
Homie, pass the ratchet
Homo Babygrand records get hacked with hatches
Y'all practice magic? Fuck Army of the faggots
I wrap them up in plastic, give the magic caskets
Y'all some fake gods, I fucking hate you frauds
Beat you over the head with your own skateboards
They call him "Stoupe" 'cause he stoop down
And suck Chuck's dick
Jus Allah is a faggot, man
Fuck that bitch
Crawl back to Jedi, had nowhere else to go
And you forever gon' be Chuck Wilson's hoe
That fat Uncle Tom, all light in the loafers
Got James Bostick still couchsurfing (...)
Heard your "A History of Violence", sounded whack as shit
You need to get off Vinnie's dick and get your own style, bitch
You see two Warghosts but there's more of us
Our fans worldwide shooting at your damn tour bus
Chorus (Bomshot):
Wht we dealing with?
The power eye jedi
You want war with us?
We gon' let the lead fly
Verse 2 (Holocaust):
Holocaust, The Sign of Hell's Winter
Chief Jedi Mind, Tricks you sarcophagus, Limestone coffins, he's disintegration Stone coffin when exposed to view as in a tool to eat holiday. He'll do Spurs, The Divine Comedy, the complete concrete, the first tower started chases, the glimmer a statement to the streets filled with breaks and Todd redesigned steeper tainted in the void. When you speak. However, if the Christian box, Rebellion. I am PT Barnum. Never be put the book back on the Shelf. Different ugliness, different Madness, water, triangle, fire triangle. The mystery of the planet goes to Dark Horse book of hauntings, the dead witchcraft corded killer flight, path of the warrior rebend the reanimated worship by the creatures of the night, blessed Thistle and Lady whistles, you been targeting reasons to be cheerful. The kingdom is invisible cunanan. The demons and witches dimple the red right. Hand The comic town of mystery tomorrow's. Sky love, Vince. It's of the sinus, the boy, and the Wolves, the Everglades is of the flood
It's way more, heavy. The past must be Rose beyond the ancient burial grounds. My faster, the Voyles he bound together by Lawrence who I walk the soil blades made in the heavens for every from the waist down. a barrier face to have a break for him Shake tails and take crowdsource. All my walls, the prophet starting their toes, consume talk to few. So was a base in the womb murder and arson. Just a few hours later. Hobbies, all wrong. With our, he's a butylated parties, no survival for my Bibles gag water tribal a bird Bible. As with disciples to carry rifles, because it's a special this forever is endless. I'll leave you had this rule by the sward like 7 verse, but the heat to your throat, that shit was weak with you. wrong. Whoa, whoa. Whoa, maybe knock your teeth down your throat. And put a few in a hearse, as wasn't sure what they versus then. I come and kick my ass at the funeral service hole. This hole in my hand, controlling a man when I stole in The Damp throughout the holy thing I'm like farming coming up. Even if you don't want if he's the prophet Muhammad. IBN Saud. Like Halley's Comet. That's how I tell her. I can't help how I said I tell her way of how I said. I chose gonna let that fly?
Power Eye Jedi was written by Bomshot & The Holocaust.