My rap equivalent to a militant bomb

My syllabus form, the Pazienza killer from 'Nam

With steel in my palm, guerrillas was born, your village is gone

It's either that you die or give your will to Islam

I feel it's a storm, that buildin' from the wilderness arm

I sent the alarm, to let you know Godzilla was spawned

I'd kill for my moms, ain't nobody as real as my moms

And it ain't any woman ever know the deal like my moms

I build with Iman's in holy places filled with Qu'rans

My killers is strong, 'cause every Sicilian is strong

You stealin' the form, I'm sharper then a million Don's

I'm buildin' a bomb, and when I see a milli' I'm gone

Brrrrat, brrrrat, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Pazman, that's how you fuckin' rhyme

The rhyme animal, Jedi Mind, baby!