[Verse One: Vinnie Paz]
 
 Don't be scared- Be prepared for the worst
 
 Before I let a round of shots burst
 
 You the opening act so rock first
 
 Trust me, multiple shots from Glocks hurt
 
 And I think there's been enough said
 
 'Cause your body's gonna leak like a mothafuckin dust-head
 
 Burner love to see the blood red
 
 And you pussy-clout rappers can't sleep until a thug's dead
 
 But I don't plan to die
 
 Until it's my time
 
 Soldiers keep playa hatin from the sideline
 
 It's divine rhyme
 
 Jedi Mind time
 
 It's rap cyanide
 
 Study the guidelines
 
 Yeah on my last few twelve inches
 
 Walk around with a long knife-twelve inches
 
 That's real sharp for cutting ya skin
 
 Tie you up make you watch while I'm fuckin' ya kin
 
  
  ("Don't get scared, be prepared for the worst" *scratched 4X*)
  
 
 [Verse Two]
 
 Yeah
 
 I have an iron force
 
 Robbin' you on the iron horse
 
 I'm a lion that's relyin' on the Mayan's thoughts
 
 I'm spittin' iron darts
 
 Until there's more dead
 
 Then I'm seeing triple sixes on your forehead
 
 I don't wanna die anymore
 
 I don't wanna cry anymore
 
 Lie anymore
 
 I just want y'all to be dead
 
 I just wanna get rid of all these sick thoughts in my head
 
 I stay ready on the frontline ("Anybody wants mine, that's when it's lunchtime")
 
 And I'm a threat to the whole land
 
 Man fear God
 
 But God fear no man
 
 That's the mothafuckin program
 
 I could feel snakes just from handshakes from a cold hand
 
 Time waits for no man
 
 And that's word bond
 
 Throw 'em in a ditch
 
 Bury 'em the herb gone
  
 
 ("Don't get scared, be prepared for the worst" *scratched 4X*)
  
 
 [Verse Three: Vinnie Paz]
 
 This is war rap similar to Jacob's ladder
 
 Walk around like Thor with a sacred hammer
 
 Yeah you don't really want the guns out
 
 We some vampire mo'fuckas
 
 Burn when the sun's out
 
 Y'all are traveling the bum route
 
 Talkin bout whips standin on the strip with your thumbs out
 
 But that ain't me
 
 I don't care about a whip
 
 Y'all are fake money just another counterfeit
 
 While y'all are on the block thinkin bout your pipe dreams
 
 I'm Slick Rick style thinkin how my ice gleams
 
 Thinkin how I'm gonna make this money
 
 Take a visit to the Bing and embrace my dunny
 
 I guess this is just God's plan
 
 Beware of the beast undercover in the marked van
 
 If you a smart man
 
 Use your voice to sing
 
 Cause that's the only fucking way to avoid the Bing!
  
 
 ("Don't get scared, be prepared for the worst" *scratched 4X*)