K-rino is down with the terrorists...(the founder...) 
Klondike kat is down with the terrorists...(lyrical lion...) 
Section a, they down with the terrorists...(dbx, eyque...) 
Aftamath is down with the terrorists...(my brotha twice...) 
A.c. chill is down with the terrorists...(what's up, kim?) 
Tech-9 is down with the terrorists...(what's up?) 
Murder one is down with the terrorists...(murder one...) 
First degree, they down with the terrorists... 
(yeah, wreckers...) 
Felony is down with the terrorists...(what's up, felony?) 
The messiahs, they down with the terrorists... 
(rasheed, jim...) 
J.j. bass is down with the terrorists...(what's up, jason?) 
Rapper k is down with the terrorists...(what's up, keith?) 
The game boys, they down with the terrorists... 
(nice to meet, weester...) 
Maestro from philly is down with the terrorists... 
(keenan...) 
A step beyond, they down with the terrorists...(k.o...) 
Joe will is down with the terrorists...(what's up, joe?) 
Point blank is down with the terrorists... 
(what's up, reggie?) 
Triple-x is down with the terrorists...(what's up, anthony?) 
Street military, they down with the terrorists... 
(what's up, gees?) 
Grim and the latin sectors is down with the terrorists... 
(paul...) 
Everybody know i don't go out that much 
But when i go out i hear so much stuff 
About dope, about this, about that 
About egypt-e, about rap-a-lot and my contract 
All in my life, jocking what i do 
I got my knife, my clock ain't that few 
I got my 9, my .38 and my beringer 
I'm ready to go to war with lyrics and i'm daring you 
You step to dope with a rhyme 
Any line, any kind, you little punks, i don't mind 
Because i'm mentally gifted 
Now watch me shift it and uplift it 
Can i kick it with a swift kick? 
Like a pander but i'm a panther, a hunter 
A grand slam home run hitter not a bunner 
Been hurt too many times to trust you so i go for the gusto 
Don't even attempt to stop my flow 
Cause my lyrics bust your game in half 
You wanna battle? go get your royalty check and put up half 
You jocking on me, leeching on me, looking for a piggy bag 
I'm locing up cause there ain't gonna be none of that... 
Dead weight, when i'm releasing dead weight 
Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take... 
Dead weight, when i'm releasing dead weight 
Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take... 
Dead weight, when i'm releasing dead weight 
Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take... 
Dead weight, when i'm releasing dead weight, two shots... 
Dead weight... 
A brotha gotta pack his peace 
I see, just to get self peace bullets gotta release 
And no, i wasn't raised like that but you gotta survive 
In south park your life is on lease 
Watch your back, how many times have i said it? 
And books and magazines don't lie, i know you read it 
It will happen so fast, it will happen so quick 
Brothas looking for a strong come-up, a major lick 
I'm in it to win it 
I'm telling you i'm in this rap game to end 
But how can i save more money 
And all that money i need to spend 
I hooked up with egypt and we make terror beats 
Then i'm flat broke searching for money 
In between our concerts 
Barely making it and still it's allah's thang 
I have just enough to put 94 cents in my gas tank 
See, everything be cool when 
I'm producing your souvenir song free 
Now you wanna pull out your gun and fight 
When landmine's charging a fee 
Hmmm, i see how you are, a conman, self centered solo star 
You jocking on me, leeching on me, looking for a piggy bag 
I'm locing up cause there ain't gonna be none of that... 
Dead weight, when i'm releasing dead weight 
Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take... 
Dead weight, when i'm releasing dead weight 
Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take... 
Dead weight, when i'm releasing dead weight 
Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take... 
Dead weight, when i'm releasing dead weight, two shots... 
Dead weight... 
Yo, straight, straight love shouts to k-rino 
Klondike kat, aftamath, geylan 
Yeah, j.j. bass, rasheed the messiah, what's up? 
Yeah, maestro from philly 
K.o. my friend indeed, point blank, triple-x, street military, grimm and the latin sectors 
My mom, my dad, my sister atrece and my niece ariel 
Allah, yeah... 
Dead weight, when i'm releasing dead weight 
Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take... 
Dead weight, when i'm releasing dead weight 
Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take... 
Dead weight, when i'm releasing dead weight 
Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take... 
Dead weight, when i'm releasing dead weight, two shots... 
Dead weight...