Outta proportion, outta proportion My choppa keep blowin' shit outta proportion Cook that shit up Quay It's Gucci (Evil) Hah (Genius) Fast coupe, haha (Nyoom) (Mr. Nice Guy, haha) If you ain't 'bout lettin' that choppa go, we ain't got none in common (No)

This is the Invasion! The Evil Genius Green Lantern! Immortal Technique, "The 3rd World" (It's on now motherfucker - ha ha, drop) You ain't got the right to bear arms, huh? Sometimes you might have to brandish a motherfuckin firearm (Lick shots, lick

Hope it's no hard feelings (No hard feelings, hard feelings, hard feelings) I broke so many hearts Hope it's no hard feelings Southside on the track, yeah Evil Genius Gucci season Brrr! Brrr! Haha Guwop, wizop