Spoils of War (feat. Big Twins)

There was a soldier. There was a commander. There was a conqueror. He crushed the superpowers of his time. He crushed the Persian Empire, he crushed the Romans, he conquered Iraq, he conquered Iran, he conquered Armenia, he conquered Jordan, he conquered Syria, the undefeated commander, the undefeated ruler, the sword from the swords of Allah 'azza wa jalla

That minefield shit, son

Stompin' on your fuckin' head

Y'all don't want it

Infamous

People say they love Big Twin, he incredible (Yes!)

Smokin' on that twin OG, and he eat edible (Right on!)

**** better stay in they lane, or be a vegetable (Blah!)

Growin' up in QB, it's real special

Black clouds over the hood, it's like you paralyzed (Fuck!)

Kids get stuck in the trap, and catch a homicide (Blah!)

Thought my whole life was over when my mama died (Rest in peace!)

Runnin' wild on the block, lettin' bullets fly (Blah-blah-blah-blah!)

**** be scared to death, committin' suicide (Uh-huh)

They don't really want it with me, they be terrified

Reputation speak for itself, I'm solidified (Yeah!)

Never try to go for self, I split the whole pie (Whole pie!)

When my twin brother died, you know I had to cry (Word!)

Realest motherfucka alive, I never told a lie (I love you, Black!)

Infamous Mobb for life, call us the wise guys (Yeah!)

Last **** try to stunt, I shot him three times

Yeah, don't ever look in the room (Don't even look in there)

Muhfuckas still pitchin' what you cook on a spoon

We was outside, we was gettin' cooked from the zoom

You was not live, you was gettin' booked in the tombs (You was down there)

Yeah, it's refill when it's drummin' (Alhamdulillah)

Shit could get ugly, this something you can't stomach (You can't stomach that)

The plug Chilean with a mullet (This motherfucker crazy)

The .357 and it's stayin' in his gullet

Holes rip through him like a wet napkin (Boo-boo-boo-boom!)

We'd really pop him, give him a wiggie like Janet Jackson (Boo-boo-boo-boom!)

You stressin' and layin' into the real

Your lawyer jammed you and you prayin' for the appeal

Yeah, we was never actually cool (We wasn't)

You would never understand 'til it happen to you (Until it happen to you)

This is Chiraq 7 Mile Kalamazoo

Have the Yoshihiro Mizu Yaki stabbin' at you, you fuckin' dickhead

Fuck outta here!

Pack Pistol Pazienza and all that

K'nam'sayin'?

The many gangsters, mafias, monsters, rulers, generals, commanders, conquerers, fighters, warriors have come and gone