Released on August 11, 1998

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[Verse 1: P.R. Terrorist]

Scuffed up guns, toss the filthy heat then run

Dirty Weaponry fill my clip with rusty dumdums

It hardly worked right, when I bust it hardly jerked right

Smith & Wesson type, illuminate the block all night

Serial scraped, found it in the nearby lake

Dried it off, an hour later caught your man for his cake

Administrate an earthquake, the Earth shake, your body ache

Your life's at stake stake, your lyrics ain't holding no weight

Paralyze your enterprise 'cause they moving like snakes

Up in my grasp, little they know it's water then gas

Spark that ass with the friction that my music enhance

Verbal vibrations spit a few darts from out my stash

Terrorist nemesis is the first and the last

Knowledge and understanding one and the same, I aim, no restrain

Nothing to lose, all to gain, I raise cane

And snap your back, rip out your veins, crack your frame

Return you back from where you came


[Verse 2: 9th Prince]

Yo, yo I'm the master of ceremony revolutionist

Lyrical demolitionist, trapped in the abyss

Pirates of dark waters meteorologist

Slang thugs be sublime to abdict lyrics is dangerous

I exiled myself from Earth and built a home on Uranus

9th Prince, the ill street acrobatic, lyrical gymnastic

The stage gymnasium

I slay through the rhythm, I tear notes like patriotism

The god is universal, fired at rehearsal

Rappers is too commercial, I lyrically murder you

We attack with logical, scrape your physical composition

With broken bottles and blow fire out my nostrils

Rappers is nervous, battle mode verses

Lyrically enormous shockwaves split the surface

Psychic predictions, it's the imitation of the minds of Egyptians

Lyrical poetic musician

Tunes hit the Moon, made the Earth cause collision

With 7 planets, then I vanish, some call me the human Titanic

Seize the prisoner in captivity

Son of solar broke the laws of gravity, fellows incarcerated

Assault and battery against the music academy

MCs is too gentle

Stab my pencil inside your temple and revenge the General


[Chorus: P.R. Terrorist]

Red dawn, war pawns, rap nasty like porn

Pass on, transform, Arm Leg Leg Arm

Supreme head, infrared, we form like Voltron

We form like Voltron


[Verse 3: Beretta 9]

We go to war like Arabians, Pakistanians, rich men and Indians

Germans, Muslims, Vikings, Patriots

Trojans, Conquistadors, Romans, Projects

Aztecs, Confederates, Yankees, Nazis

Non-vets drown you in the ocean get your shit open

Should've had your sword but it was broken

Strike your whole facility with strength and agility

To the best of my ability with heavy artillery

Extreme me a military Killarmy adversary

Shot your first platoon, dropped a bomb on your secondary

Mind state be war, for this newer revolutionary

Beretta aiming sights at your dome and at your coronary

Then I finish you off with a banner to the respiratory

Best prepare to die when you step into my territory


[Chorus: P.R. Terrorist]

Red dawn, war pawns, rap nasty like porn

Pass on, transform, Arm Leg Leg Arm

Supreme Head, infrared, we form like Voltron

We form like Voltron

Red dawn, war pawns, rap nasty like porn

Pass on, transform, Arm Leg Leg Arm

Supreme Head, infrared, we form like Voltron

We form like Voltron


[Outro: P.R. Terrorist {"Spawn sample"}]

Then drop the bomb

Word is bond

{"For some warriors, the answer is crystallized in an instant

Their instincts point them only one way

The truth becomes undeniable.."}