the mass in ya head that makes decisions//
the knife in ya hand that makes incisions//
previsions, mind bogglin preminitions//
believin in God or any other religion//
the gat that u have cocked to the right//
knowin that u can end sumboies life//
or knowin that u can bring life in//
just by stickin it in, premarital sins//
the green paper u make and then spend//
you buy and sell, the cycle never ends//
In the long run you'll be in debt//
but at least right now you got sum respect//
the blast from a huge explosion//
voodoo, tarot cards and potions//
the winds and waves of the ocean//
fire, water, air in motion//
power, to conquer, defeat, and control//
expand and enroll, to own it on ya own//