[Skit from 'Planet Of The Apes']
Beware the beast man, for he is the Devil's pawn
Alone among God's primates, he kills for sport or lust or greed
Yay, he will murder his brother to possess his brother's land
Let him not breed in great numbers, for he will make a desert of his home and yours
Shun him; drive him back into his jungle lair, for he is the harbinger of death
[Intro: Poison Pen]
Yeah! Immortal Technique! SP the Ghost! Poison Pen! Vinnie Paz!
We gonna stomp 'em out, gun them out, run them out, call your number out, send your uncle Ruckus out
We gonna stomp 'em out, gun them out, run them out
Nigga, ain’t nothing civilized about no uncle [?] nigga, you feel me?
Don’t bring no uncle [?] out nigga, fuck outta here
(All troops in formation? Let the siege commence!)
[Verse 1: Immortal Technique]
Back like I was locked up, putting in work
Burning through books like Nazis in a Catholic church
I'm cursed like Cain when he murdered his brother
Cut your face off and wear it while I'm fucking your mother
I'm Mars Ultor, the avenger, the god of war
And if you don't believe in me, I doubt you believe in God at all
I breathe smokeless fire, the Jinn type
That'll make you hate the way Allah made you to live life
Like Hindu, niggas that be bleaching their skin white
Other people's teeth in my hands after a fist fight
I was born with a sixth sense and a swift right
Skinned werewolves and rape demons at midnight
Sell your kids into slavery after we murder you
Or sacrifice them in the same fire we burnin' you
Barbarian funeral, nigga, you wanna know?
Damn the river, bury me, and let the water flow
[Chorus: Poison Pen]
Chaos, mayhem
Bang outs, slay them
Uprise, rape them
Raid them, cage 'em
Pandemonium, insurgent
Death merchants, commit the best murder
Pillage, kill them
Erase history, make them a mystery
[Verse 2: Styles P]
Cut the nose off, the ears off, the whole head
Immortal and Ghost coming, code red
You never seen a black barbarian
Warrior, warlord, pussy, cut your balls off
More bodies come, more bodies hauled off
What you want the sword and get shit sawed off
Your throat need an axe in it
And I'm breaking your back 'cause your spine needed a crack in it
You bugging me, I'm coming to fumigate
The Wolverine, the Sabretooth, the way that I mutilate
I'm like the viking in Valhalla Rising
Except I got black skin and both of my eyes in
Don't test him, please don't stress him
He'll hang you from a tree with your own intestines
How you wanna die? Make your own suggestion
Now talk to the lord and make your own confession
[Chorus: Poison Pen]
Chaos, mayhem
Bang outs, slay them
Uprise, rape them
Raid them, cage 'em
Pandemonium, insurgent
Death merchants, commit the best murder
Pillage, kill them
Erase history, make them a mystery
[Verse 3: Vinnie Paz]
(Yeah) You pussies livin' in a movie theatre
Put the motherfucking spell on you like brujeria (Brujeria!)
Chop his motherfucking head like a ruthless leader
Guns drawn in a church service, shoot the preacher (BLRATT! BLRATT! BLRATT!)
You need to be godly to know Allah
Ain't no rappers eatin' 'round me, like a broken jaw
It ain't never been a day that I ain't broke the law
What you think I hold a motherfucking toaster for? (Carryin' the toaster!)
I ain't goin' there, it's police in that room
And Vinnie walk around with bags of dust like a vacuum
Bury you under the earth inside a black tomb
My body covered in Dashiki and stab wounds
I'm a guerilla, barbarians is my ancestors
That's a part of my neurological transmitters
We Islamic and brought the story of Sham with us (Al hamdu Allah!)
While we brought the motherfucking blam blam with us
[Chorus: Poison Pen]
Chaos, mayhem
Bang outs, slay them
Uprise, rape them
Raid them, cage 'em
Pandemonium, insurgent
Death merchants, commit the best murder
Pillage, kill them
Erase history, make them a mystery
[Outro]
The walls have been breached! ANFALL!!!
We came in the name of peace and brotherhood, you wanted us bound in slavery, poisoned our water, changed our names
Burn their homes, take their jewels, skin them alive!
Hold on, hold on, hold on
No one will know these people ever existed, and all that will be left is what we build upon their ruins