Nocturnal Militia Vinnie Paz & Tragedy Khadafi

[Chorus: Tragedy Khadefi]
Hit 'em
Yo, yo
Situation hella lit, yeah, that's how we on it
For my G's and MC's under the earth, dormant
For those restin', we still reppin', holdin' the strongest
Yo, life is too precious for you to ever let go
One day we all gon' meet, but not just yet, though
Life is too precious for you to ever let go
One day we all gon' meet, but not just yet, though
But, not just yet, though

[Verse 1: Tragedy Khadafi]
Khadaf is around for now, I'm a highly advanced life-form
Unexplainable brain pattern, immortal icon
Fuck it, really, my mind's gone, hard to define what I'm on
[?], militia, guerrilla, ready to rival
Predatorial rap aura, what I spit is the Torah
Apocalyptic, twisted, supreme prime aura
Salute a boss maneuver, embrace various suitors
Holdin' llamas and dark personas
Squeezin' on Rugers
Revolution minds inside of a lost [?]
Felonious capers, currency with demonic faces
Monetarily chasin' paper until we gracious
Manufactured in America, that's where they made us
Black zombies, mentally dead, still a God be
Remaining calmly in hell's fire, movin' Islamly
Sole controller in my own soul, that's where you found me
Salute my OG's and visionaries that try to align me