Intro: Dom Pachino (Killa Sin)



The cook out yo everybody's invited

only the righteous shit

(only the righteousness open the bowl kid)

the god degree (nothing but righteousness)

the seeds (and uplefted)

yo check it (word up kid for real)

(it's a family thing celebrate this shit)



[Dom Pachino]

it's the big day rally with gods

cars parked up in the driveway

in the trenches with the suspenses

got to make a few stops get some shit from the pit stop

build with the god ree he's on the block

we did our bid together on the sixth building

smoked shit at rec time to keep our mind's filled in

spoke to killa sin on the bowl phone

wanted me to scoop him right quick, before we zoned

hit downtown medina, my spot's blown

killarmy in your galaxy, the gods is known

from war poems to shattering bones and star domes

zone off, blow your clone off, and take the crowd home

to the cook out, digital phonebook out

on the look out for the girl scout

with a cookie out, snatch killa up

i-95, he knew the route

unified a buck, in a war truck

the god rolling up as usual

new l.p. shaking the rear view

slowly approaching the gate

smelling the god degree

to see my fam together as one, it makes me happy



Chorus: Beretta 9 (2x)



Events like this keep my family tight

despite the mics, great minds think alike

we ayalite, be a life, so, we could see the lights

recite from the book of life, the book of life



[Islord]

aiyyo, to be exact, it's the god dead, a monk

nice and hot, fastest ass on the block

that's what we peeped out

coming through with some phat shit to smoke out

on our way to the big day, where our whole family's at

from the grandmas down to the stars

parlaying and having a fantastic time

hanging out, cooking out, smoking out of my dome

peace with the gods niece that i knew

back from knowledge culture knowledge

apartment 3-g, sitting back with me

gradually, analyzing the sunshine over the family

and the seeds growing up tremendously

fast right before your eyes

next thing you know they on size



[Killa Sin]

all my life a waited for this, a day of pure bliss

celebrate it with a kiss, twist a daq' a reminise

way back, to the broke days, rocking prokays

that was okay, but not good enough for mrs. fokay

damn, i used to love her like common

not enough to understand the bond between woman and a man

when i hunger, i guess because i was younger back then

plus the fact i wasn't packing no meat

a litte fat kid, hungry for some action daily

so i played laser tag with real gats

suicide perhaps a skully by the black fence

intense, my mind flashed a dipped in '96

yo, i'm on now, soldiers of the dark', underground hit

plus some shit, regardless, i made it that way

growing from the earth like a garden

sarving no more this kid is famished

awaiting for the day that me established

the festival of the gods and the planets, we planning understanding

god damn, it feels good to have a natural meal that's untampered with

landing in the wheelchair, lamping poppa tracks about chef

pants sagging off his ass, little children running wild in the grass

singer foul, form a line for this fool,

settle down for there's a jewel in the stash



(Chorus: 2x)



Outro: Beretta 9



Kid, word up