I've got balls of steel because I've been through a lot
In a Cuban jail cell I was left to rot
With that Castro fuck trying to tell me what to think

In May of 1980 I was set free, set free
A Political Refugee
My calling in life the American Dream

Emilya Rebenga to get the job done
Cause I kill Communists for fun
& for a green card I carve them up real nice

To get to the Top I'll surpass the rest
If you fuck with me you're fucking with the best
You've got a chainsaw so I spit in your face

The steps that I took to get the top
Mannie killed Frank I killed that crooked cop
& you're a tiger you belong to me because your husband is dead

I want the world & everything in it
Snort a gram of Coke every other minute
Mr. Paranoia & me you know we're real good friends

I go to war when times are tough
I get high on life when I get Coked up
& I'm a pitchfork assassin until the end because I've got to be free
I'm a pitchfork assassin until the end because I've got to be free, free, free . . . . . .