Shoguns

[[Intro: sample]

"I've seen .357s I've seen 12-gauge shotguns. I've seen 12-gauge, um, pumps, eight-shooters. I've seen—um—.45, um, military special with clip on the street."

"I've seen hand grenades. I've seen beer—beer-can, beer-can bazookas made. Damn things hit you, it's just—just as getting hit with a gun"](2341448)

[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck & Esoteric]

I spit it like eight AKs, murder verse spray first

Birds circle when they say they names

Announce 'em dead, count the heads, write raps with an ounce of lead

It all amounts to bread, making sure the hounds are fed

I'm the pterodactyl striking fear in so many

I'm the ace of kings, toasts up. Raise your Henny now

Salute to the finest

You in the company of royalty, Sir I, your highness

I can tell you about stackin' a grip, out in Paris

With the baddest bitch sittin' at a fashion event

Went from street life to neon lights, Don P on ice

Fee's tight, never free on mics

Got third-world niggas screaming "Deck's the truth"

And they co-sign E-S when he steps in to bless the booth

INS never rest, see true

CZARFACE. For the head we shoot, Wuuu

[Interlude: sample]

"I've seen all this

You'd be surprised, man. Pretty soon they're gonna steal the damn atom bomb"

[Verse 2: Esoteric & Inspectah Deck]

Indiana Jones, fuck these snakes to tame

It's like the NBA, too many fakes in the game

Now why is that Deck? The cake's to blame. In the end

I would play it the same to be for real that's the day it changed

They hate it from the day I came. So lame

Jealous One's Envy then they fold like paper planes

I aim and deliver to their, brain and their liver

And I bang out that literature, ain't no one sicker than I

Or us, we're fly we're wise you ride the bus

We're diamonds in the rough, industry we don't trust

We rally troops, rock mics and get loose

And for ya'll didn't bless the youth. That's the truth

Cap

[Verse 3: Cappadonna]

Cappadonna mind twist flows and mega-charm

Hong Kong style that'll break ya man's arm

I'm good with this mic, that's word is bond

You a sucker MC, I'm gonna have to sound this alarm

Punks lust over my queen and it's hard to get it

Yo you snitched on Don, told the world I did it

Yeah your arms is too short to box with God

Compared to the king you just another retard

My style come in threes like tic-tac-toe

And every time you see me I'm gettin' that dough

And I know a hundred rappers that want to be like me

I hate all y'all niggas so I sent my wifey

It's the angel of rap, yeah straight from heaven

I fly cherry-head niggas like 9-11

If I don't bust you, yeah nigga my man's gonna touch you

What you gonna do with a Don like this?

[Verse 4: Vinnie Paz]

Islam righteous, the god on his deen

Move D, motherfucker, D, Radio Raheem

Idi Amin, I kill needy for the cream

See I'm pristine, it's real needy for the team

The most powerful piece in chess is the queen

The most powerful peace in death is the dream

I don't want to say that I'm the best but I'm king

I don't want to leave a fucking mess at the scene

Put holes in your body like the flesh of a fiend

Gold Maserati and my neck full of gleam

The first half ill and the rest is obscene

A herb stand still when I'm vexed 'cause I'm mean

My mama crib stocked with the best gudagine

The four-fifth cocked, it's a Glock with a beam

Upper echelon rhyme, rock to a fiend

Cut your fuckin' spine on the dime, nahmean?

Stupid

[Outro: Vinnie Paz & sample]

Hahahahaha, yeah

Boxcutter Pazzy, yeah

CZARFACE

Philly to Boston

Then back down to New York

Staten Island

Beantown, South Philly

Rebel I, Esoteric, 7L, Pazienza

Fuckin' cherry-head rapper

Hahahahaha, yeah

Boxcutter Pazzy

"I've seen .22 zip-guns. I've seen .38 zip-guns. I've seen—I'll tell you, there's—about things you think you'd never see on the street I've seen. I've seen dynamite on the street."

CZARFACE