text: This is the gallant crew that rolled the big super fort
  Which carried the first atomic bomb to Japan
  Piloted by Colonel Paul Tibbets Jr. of Miami
  Carrying Navy Captain William Parsons of Chicago
  Who helped design the bomb, as observer
  And Major Thomas Ferebee of Mocksville, North Carolina
  Who pulled the plug on Hiroshima
  The B-29 dropped its load of atomic death
  Which exploded with a force equal to 20,000 tons of TNT
  Bismillah 
  Bismillah 
   Aoodhu Billaahi min al-Shaytaan ir-rajeem
  Bismillah 
  Ashadu an lâ ilâha illa-llâhWa
  Ashadu anna Muhammad rasûl allâh
  The son of slaves, true, I started out as a peasant 
  Thats why I build my temple like Solomon in the desert 
  The Lord is my rock, I speed dial through salat
  My trials in the fiery crucible made me hot
  I glow like embers of coal, born with a touch of gold
  My mathematical theology of rhymin a touch the soul
  I spent many nights bent off Woodford
  Clutchin the bowl, stuffin my nose
  Some of the cons, I suffered for prose
  My poetrys livin like the God that I fall back on
  And all praises due to Allah for such a illustrious platform
  The teachings of the Honorable Elijah Muhammads my backbone
  When I spit, the children on the mothership bow on a platform
  The true history of Jesus comin to age
  I wore a ski mask and glove to the masquerade
  Uh, I got the Roc on my shoulder 
  Somebody shouldve told you, Im a motherfuckin universal soldier
  Back when Emory Jones was catchin the fed charge
  I knew less about Chessimar
  All about Pablo Escobar
  Thinkin I was the last one Allah would lay his blessings on
  I was trying not to end up like Tony in the restaurant
  Now Im the general of the geechie army
  What dont kill us make us stronger, thats Nietzsche on me
  Hot boy like Im B.G., that Fiji on me
  We done ducked them fed charges, now we eatin confit
  Le fric, cest chic
  That guilt trip aint gon work, dont put your luggage on we
  You aint keep the same energy for the du Ponts and Carnegies
  We was in your cotton fields, now we sittin on Bs, on me
  Save my soul
  Save me from myself
  Save my soul