[Intro: Dom Pachino & Killa Sin]
The cook out, yo, everybody's invited
Only the righteous shit
Only the righteousness, open the bowl kid
The God Degree, nothing but righteousness
The seeds and uplifted
Yo, check it, word up, kid, for real
It's a family thing, celebrate this shit

[Verse 1: Dom Pachino]
It's the big day, rally with Gods, cars parked up in the driveway
In the trenches where the suspense is
Got to make a few stops, get some trees from the pit stop
Build with the god Ree, he's on the block
We did our bid together in the Sixth building
Smoked trees at R.E.C. time to keep our minds filled in
Spoke to Killa Sin on the bath phone
Want me to scoop him right quick, before we zoned
Hit downtown Medina, my spot's blown
Killarmy in your galaxy, the gods is known
From war poems to shattering bones and star domes
Zone off, blow your clone off and take the crowd home
To the Cook Out, digital phonebook out
On the lookout for the girl scout with a cookie out
Snatch Killa up, I-95, he knew the route
Dude about a buck, in a war truck, the god rolling up as usual
New LP shaking the rearviews
Arrive and slowly approaching the gate, smelling the God Degree
To see my fam together as one, it makes me happy
[Chorus: Beretta 9]
Events like this keep my family tight
Despite the mics, great minds think alike
We a-alike, be alike so we can see alike, gather the seeds
Recite from the Book of Life, the Book of Life
Events like this keep my family tight
Despite the mics, great minds think alike
We a-alike, be alike so we can see alike, gather the seeds
Recite from the Book of Life, the Book of Life

[Verse 2: Islord]
Aiyo to be exact, it's the God day of the month
Nice and hot, fat asses out on the block
That's what we peeped out
Coming through with some phat shit to smoked out
On our way to the big day, where our whole family's at
From the grandmas down to the stars
Parlaying and having a fantastic time
Hanging out, cooking out, smoking out of my dome piece
With the god's niece that I knew
Back from Knowledge Culture Knowledge
Apartment 3G, sitting back with me
Analyzing her, sunshine over the family
And the seeds growing up tremendously fast
Right before your eyes, next thing you know they your size
[Verse 3: Killa Sin]
Yo, all my life I've waited for this, a day of pure bliss
Celebrate it with a kiss, twist a DAQ and reminisce way back
To the broke days, rocking Prokays, that was okay
But not good enough for missing 4K, damn
I Used to Love H.E.R. like Common, not enough to understand
The common bond between woman and a man when I humped her
I guess 'cause I was younger back then
Plus the fact I wasn't packing no meat, a little fat kid
Hungry for some action daily, so I played laser tag with real gats
Suicide perhaps and skelly by the black fence
Intense, my mind flashed and dipped in '96
Yo, I'm on now, Soldiers of the Dark', underground hit
Plus I'm the shit regardless, I made it that way
Growing from the dirt like a garden
Starving no more, this kid is famished
Awaiting for the day that we established for the festivals of gods and the planets
We planning understanding, goddamn
It feels good to have a natural meal that's untampered with
Landing in the wheelchair, lamping, popping tracks about Chef
Pants sagging off his stash, little children running wild in the grass
Single file, form a line for this fool
Settle down for there's a jewel in the stash

[Chorus: Beretta 9]
Events like this keep my family tight
Despite the mics, great minds think alike
We a-alike, be alike so we can see alike, gather the seeds
Recite from the Book of Life, the Book of Life
Events like this keep my family tight
Despite the mics, great minds think alike
We a-alike, be alike so we can see alike, gather the seeds
Recite from the Book of Life, the Book of Life
[Outro: Beretta 9]
Kid, word up