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[Verse 2: B-Real]
We're pullin' strings, killin' kings
Cutting off pinky rings, seizin' control of the whole game
I took a pull from the blunt, inhaled it
Blew the smoke from my lungs into the world of hip-hop
Civilians turn into soldiers by the millions
Assassins, we multiply, by the masses
Masters of the game (Checkmate nigga) every move you make
Through manipulation is the move I choose for you to take
You see, what I want you to see
And you turn into whatever I want you to be
Whether it be, enemy or ally
The Aftermath results in Soul Assassins, worldwide
From coast to coast, I got soldiers on post
Injectin' you, with the high funk overdose
Dre and the Hill, stayin' Real
All you non-believin' ass niggas, get your cap peeled
Executive order make your time shorter
Get your recorder, play it back, puff your chronic sack
Your mind, body and soul have been captured
And taken captive, by the motherfuckin' puppet masters