these streets is vietnam/
im like Jesus tryin to complete a Psalm/
I beleive in Islam/
heathens can bleed till they gone/
its on, anyone can get hit/
anyone can get the center of their energy split/
my enemies fit, to face Palestine/
Ya'll bitch rappers only got hearts on Valentine's/
And all ya'll that wanna know how my metal feel/
It get settled in the temple when my beretta kill/
My pen bleeds the ink ya'll spill
but ya'll still seem to think ya'll real/
jedi mind real put the 9 to your grill/
we spit real...and ya'll run for the hills/
I'll stab you in the back till it weakens the knees/
and smash you with a statue of Jesus that bleeds/