That used to tempt me to roll, commit to violence/In the midst of an act of war, witnesses left silent

Supreme ideology, you claim to hold/Claimin that we all drug dealers with empty souls

Shatter, black talon style, thoughts I throw/It remains in your brain then of course it grows

But let's agree on strategy and pick out enemies right/Who stands accused of the abuse my own, kind do right

All we know is violence, do tha job in silence/Walk tha city streets like a rat pack of tyrants

I come bearing an olive branch in one hand, and the freedom fighter's gun in the other. Do not let the olive branch fall from my hand.

Amin didn't treat his enemies as ideological adversaries-only as a physical threat.