Terrorist's Cell

Yo, ya-ya-yo-yo

Cats ice grillin' me, fuck em' I buck 'em verbally

Lookin' for a reason as I'm breezing by security

With no one searching me, it's like I'm freezing their palm

Taking with me my Koran and my belief in his law

Storing a light tool, that's more than a knife fool

And an aviation book from a Florida flight school

But I could give a fuck about taking off or landing

What I really need to know is how to hit this building

How to kill American men, women, and children

How to take the life of every innocent civilian

Ready to fly, but am I ready to die?

Am I promised everything that I want, on the other side?

Eight of three in loop in terminal see, Logan airport where I'm supposed to be

I see the man rippin' mask port, checking passports

"Have a nice flight sir"

This is our chance, he never took a second glance

Am I ready to advance, or live by in a trance

The past thirty years of my life have been in camps

Trained to kill, in Allah's name in will

Livin' in this fountained up state paid the bill

Survival got me buggin' strugglin'

Livin' in the world no different from a cell

And I ask what's it worth

Livin' in the world no different from a cell

Boarding the plane, my brains borderline insane

Train of thought out of whack as I creep around the back of the jet

My forehead's wet I keep praying

Thinking to myself my next life brings wealth

'Cause this one is nothing but a bump in the road

And I'll be going to a better place when something explode

As I look around the craft in the plane gets gone

I lock eyes with my partners and know that it's on

Am I, ready to die for a God I've never seen? (No)

Ready to die for an ideal or dream (Nah)

And I'm looking at life through a wider scope

Trying to cope, as my man slice the pilot's throat

The plan takes effect and my heart fills with fright

Plus these strippers last night had me thinking life is alright

I take a look around and see all types of faces

Men with suitcases, little girls with braces

All kinds of races, panic end up once

The plane change it's course, aimed at the source

We're a dangerous force, but did I really say we

When I don't have the feeling that Allah is really with me

I heard a Christian man state that he's afraid of death

If he had faked left, he'd be waiting with beta breath kid

Now I question my objective, 'cause I'm looking at it from a scientific perspective

The same Christian man that was questioning himself

Is telling me that I will burn in hell, I told him well that's very place

That we dwell, besides the only thing burning is my shell

I rebel against the United States and Israel

Killing citadels filled with different dells

Time tell speaketh to this man I realize I'm pure evil

Believing all the hideous lies the people feed to you

In fact, I can feel my skin crack

I'm fading to black 'cause I brace for impact