| You got less than a minute left to recognize the voice |
| Take your blindfold off, look at the size of this joint |
| I see you lookin at the barrel, I’ma get to the point |
| What the fuck is this I’m hearin 'bout beef wit’cha boy? |
| Beef with who? I got my problems to face |
| Cause it pours when it rains out in Washington state |
| Behind a hexagonal shaped gate, you can’t even relate |
| Right now I live inside a base |
| Inside the beast, watch how I move and speak |
| There’s military police on every street |
| Life is shit, I taste it in the food I eat |
| Motherfuckers be amazed by how cool I keep |
| I don’t get depressed, I get the vest |
| You still don’t recognize the voice, you got 20 seconds left |
| Dawg, my team is small, but you can still look |
| To the left of your head and see a red beam on the wall |
| Firepower so awesome, when the barrel is barkin |
| I lean forward to keep from fallin |
| My gun’s got grenade launchers on the bottom |
| Keep talkin, you’ll be restin as pieces in a coffin |