[Verse 1: Ill Bill & Q-Unique] Yo Begin the black-magic ritual Nuclear goons, troopers of doom Cubans with j**els, shooters with shrooms Funeral shoes with a beautiful view Woke up inside the casket so I had to shoot the UZI through the roof And you can lose me with the truth of it Covered in lies Platinum rappers is federal agents under disguise Keep your enemies close enough to show love The Matrix special effects and hit em with slow slugs I'm the prototype, the white dolomite La Coka Nostra on a solo flight Exploding mic Ill Bill souls ignite Q-Unique we rolling tight A pistol fight you hold a knife You know the type - begging for a record deal ___ Secret technology, trauma-based mind control Department of Defense's mechanism got your soul Department of the Science mechanism got your brain Programming your life-style until you gone and gone insane [Hook] B B boys boys boys, listen to the words B B boys boys boys, if this is life ____ B B boys, listen to the words B B boys, listen to the words [Verse 2: Q-Unique & Ill Bill] Genetically altered mutated human beings Teleportation, phasing through the ceiling Keep a low profile through the high drama And take innocent victims like a suicide bomber I explode, witness the terror A villain for realer Out of here interstellar Open your head like an umbrella Rain on your parade bringing a thunder storm Brooklyn army attack formation guns are drawn Marching out blood-thirsty legions of war Illuminati at the round table squeezing the four- Pound eagle out the barrel screaming for vengeance The people are restless Flying guillotines leaving them headless Going off the cranium decapitating rappers Incapacitated actors When I blasting blazing at them it's a ma**ive game disaster Master of ceremony spitting the street metal Evacuate the street corner till the heat settles [Hook]