Dog Meal

Rex was dipped in cheeseand smothered in sauce
Into a bowl of saladyour dog was tossed.
Don't you just misshow your dog would bark?
Fifi went missingafter a walk in the park.
The meat is goodthere is no debate
As you chew up Spot you say he tastes great.
Your dog was seasonedand served hot with fries
Do you wanna know the truthof how your dog died?
Just like fast food Daisy was served up quick
Where is she right now? She's on your toothpick.

Aquil Aziz Copyright 2003
Aquil_Aziz@yahoo.com

The Raid

Stronger than steel you fags can't bend-this
Plotting with devils you tried to befriend-this
Let's end-this, you get chastised by power divine
The devil's a victim of his own design
Although my favorite cartoon in Futurama
With a Bushmaster I'll shoot-your-mama
Like Palestinians I hurl rocks at terror cops
Blazin' the precinct with an uzi now they're shocked
I'm still too hot, still throwing grenades at team SWAT
Officer down, officer hit in 2 spots, he's dead after taking 2 shots
I kill cops like Iraqi's killing American troops
By Bush and his cronies you people were duped
Whitey's in fear of Black men standing for the cause
So cowardly and scared they mess their drawz
Creepin' the precinct halls, I move so nifty
Fighting for our future I know God is with-me
Now who's to blame for the hate that hate made
When I let off and pigs get sprayed
Again I ask, "Who's the blame for all my hate?"
Death to the pres and death to the state!

-Aquil Aziz Copyright © 2006
Aquil_Aziz@yahoo.com

Pigs Go To Hell

In the name of Allah time to kill more cops
They just don't get it, their brutality won't stop
Into a pine box, that is where they belong
Being tormented by Allah, let's write a song
Police brutality, the shit won't stop
Until we turn the guns on them devilish cops
Once again I'm grabbin' my rifle and ready to make the hit
A cop's life isn't worth the smell of shit
Creepin' on the pigs you have to be discrete
Never knowin' what hit them feelin' the burn of the heat
As pigs get blazed there's a rush of endorphins
The kids of pigs go from families to orphans
Into state custody they shall remain
Shattered by images of both their parent's brains
The scattered remains, now answer to Allah for your evil
A just recompense for all you devilish white people
You devils claim to serve Jesus, it's your turn to meet-him
Tell him I said "As Salaam Alaikum" whenever you greet-him
Squeezing that trig on them pigs on day seven
Hell is their destination, no pork allowed in heaven.

-Aquil Aziz Copyright © 2006
Aquil_Aziz@yahoo.com

Restoring Order

Whitey puts me down as a dumb minority
Even if I resist repressive authority
But still I stand against the white male "majority"
You're still borin' me with all the bullshit and lies
The smell of these skunks, their stench repels flies

When the cops bother you, do something then
Don't get your ass beat and tossed in the pen
We cannot be the same men that we were in the past
Time we leave some officers broken and bloody and in a cast
Still the fight is against principalities and powers
Forces so wicked they took down their own twin towers
Bush is the cause of all your sorrows and pain
Of torture and murder; kidnapped and secretly detained
Use your brain, wake up and see the truth
Democracy is an illusion these devils' documented the proof
For Blacks and other non whites, the laws are tougher
Generations of our children grow up to suffer
As neo-cons race to infiltrate all borders
Allah is present and He's restoring all order.

-Aquil Aziz Copyright © 2006
Aquil_Aziz@yahoo.com

Bringing The Retribution

Pop, pop, pop in comes them devil cops
Blowin’ off that heat I see their bodies drop
It’s total chaos, the country’s out of control
Takin’ devil bodies, Allah is killing their souls
It was said that all is fair in love and war
In the Name of Allah it’s time to even the score
Coming after our children, locked and loaded the burner
Now I’m coming after devils in the spirit of Nat Turner
Now we see racist cops getting’ shot on the block
And devil whitey’s cry out, “When will it stop?”
Absorb the shock of Black rebels raising two glocks
The dreaded hour has struck it’s now 12:00

You thought I wouldn’t get even when you shot my son
Took yours in the woods, I made him run
Then I blasted him with your new gun
Bang, bang, bang, he drops; he’s done

Serving up justice in Allah’s Holy Name
The lock, the load, the gat, the flame
Now watch my heat blow from the depths of the woods
From your local precincts to rooftops in your hood.

-Aquil Aziz Copyright © 2006
Aquil_Aziz@yahoo.com

Musings of Retribution

Posted on the rooftop, no need for two-glocks
Before switching positions gonna kill a few-cops
Whitey don't like hearing how we kill cops
Left lifeless in bags inside a chill-box
Just how many ways can I kill a pig
Get him in an alley on his knees and pull the trig
Or take him in a dark room where you hide your stash
The only light that's seen comes from the gat flash
You can creep in his home, your gat goes click
Shoot him in bed as his dog gives him genital licks
Pay him retribution for the all the evil he did
Smoke that pig in front of his wife and his kids
Remember how them jakes laughed when they shot your son
Now you have their kids in the scope of your gun
Police are gang members behind the gun and the badge
Let's turn the guns off each other and shoot that ass
Hear the blast because the pig brutality won't yield
Now they wonder why so many of them are killed
Hiding behind the shield, it's not sufficient to protect-you
There's a new breed of soldiers out to get-you
Remember that police brutality is still the American thing
And they still beat Black folks like Rodney King.

-Aquil Aziz Copyright © 2006
Aquil_Aziz@yahoo.com