im in a blackhawk flyin over baghdad/u member 9-11 dawg its gone be that bad/i drop bombs like osama/ creepin in blackhawk jets and b-52 bombas/u like suddam swimmin in a pack of paranas/i make you spit back up yo vomit/my coalition forces blowin up hondas and porches/we packin more heat than african tribes with torches/ i put fear in hearts, families no longer sittin on porches when i come thru in tha lincoln with 400 horses/tell yo family u luv em cuz im bout ta fly past/ with a black mask and missiles dawg u gone die fast/