1.Cold, Dark, And Empty
Godson, large guns, hard drums
Prolems, plastic livers and hard lungs
Far from, a colorful artist
Untroubled regardless, humble and cautious, zoology starts
Game of Throne, we upend the farthest
Rob you niggas on the ave, you buy a hundred bundles
You don't understand struggle？ I'll rob you for your gun tool
I'm barkin on police, monster on the beats
Got a chopper in the car？ Gotta chopper in the streets
Make it hard for you to breathe, Parkinson's disease
And part of my beliefs don't make it hard for me to squeeze
I'm starting to agree; niggas don't love us
Niggas don't want us, niggas don't trust us - niggas can't touch
us!
My life that's on paper？ That's the shit that I publish
Stab your sister in private, your brother in public, nigga
You can't kill me I'm dead already, his head is petty
My metal heavy, G-O-D of the Serengeti
Crazy Eddie machetes, I keep 'em in a Chevy
My metal heavy, G-O-D of the Serengeti
Just a young boy doing broke man shit
Running through the hood with a big four fifth
Spit on your poster, clique full of vultures
One shot, bet I'll leave your liver on your shoulders
I'll make your heart stop beating, your wife start cheating
She speaking with a mouthful of semen
We angels, y'all demons
If you think that you can fuck with the gods you're dreaming
Cause my flow is like hell when you battle me
You bout to step into the realms of reality
Let's get it poppin' motherfucker
For playing with pimping now y'all paying expenses
Like doctor bills, you're not for real
I cock the steel over pot and pills, even cops get killed
On the block with a Glock before I got the deal
I don't care, somewhere there's a slot to fill, nigga
The Dim Mak teacher, the Book of Enoch reader
The five deadly venom chest beater, the chess teacher
The guest speaker, the Miami flesh eater
I'm the physical of severely compressed ether
Carry wisdom of a severely distressed Gita
The act of cowardice you display is your best feature
Chastiser of the enemy, Death's reaper
Logic dictate experience the best teacher
I gave him two choices he didn't deserve either
Confession doesn't work to a deeply disturbed preacher
Everything is painted with blood from a snub heater
Father please instruct me on how to perform pitra
Smoked in every country a lot of the bomb reefer
Poked in every country a lot of the don divas
I was resurrected by tropical storm Jesus
I was then selected to slaughter deformed fetus
2.Razor Gloves
It's not a possibility you could ever survive
That's just the logicality of the Devil inside
Any ounce of goodness in me was never revived
Disconnected or completely connected with God
The hell-hound spellbound where destiny lie
The bells sound, knelt down, the effigy cry
A couple rappers want a beef they respectfully die
They ended up losing they teeth, but I left them alive
I clash with skull in one hand, the other a spine
I snap a motherfucker head, he dead on the dime
I carve a muh'fucker up like Geppetto with knives
That's the magic of the Persian and Arab design
That's the marriage of exertion, inertia defined
That's the savage that was perfectly nurtured in time
I put pacifists in caskets, my version of crime
I'm an assassin and my passion is bursting your mind
Sirens and ambulances in the streets, there's race, riots and
panthers
And cops hosing down innocent bystanders
Hand grenades and shanks, automatic bullets, pray to the banks
Government emergency military sending in tanks
How did I get in this position？
I'm sick of living, Kevorkian vision
And bridge jumpin', razor blade wrists slittin'
In the car garage carbon monixide sniffin', wine glass full of
cyanide sippin'
Russian roulette, the chamber's spinnin'
Death by my own manslaughter
I'm going out like Ernest Hemingway and his sister and his
brother and his father and his granddaughter
Society losing religion, there's too much heat in Lucifer's
kitchen
Never know if a politician's speaking truth or fiction
You spit with true conviction you'll be the victim of a
crucifixion
The hangman will leave you from a noose swinging and ruin your
mission
Not every punk on the street is recruitable
These snitches will start singing and turn the police precinct
into a musical
Most these thugs is snitching ass cowards
You ain't nothing but somebody's bitch in prison getting dick in
the showers
Too many sleeping on me like narcolepsy, my weapon arsenal is
deadly
I'm definitely an artist, they ain't ever market it correctly
Piss on the pavement in the public, jerk my dick on the Fox News
Police piss me off, I'll pull it out and piss on they cop shoes,
come on
You gonna turn this robbery to a homicide
The Desert Eagle is lethal, evil personified
Dominicans here take you for a dollar ride
You want beef you gonna lose god stop his vibe
I don't respect life, pussy if you die, you die
Most high, Rastafar-I, eye and eye
I'm always gonna keep it gutter like a five and dime
And when I die the prophecy gonna stay alive
Yeah, and y'all should study all the things that's written
About the Roman Empire and the Kings of Britain
Merlin exists and manuscripts have been forbidden
And understand that King James is a piece of fiction
My box game like Mantova
I'm no fool, I'm old school like my grandfather
Ain't nobody take my punch that can stand conscious
Psychologically imbalanced, I'm a man's conscience
3.Wolves Amongst the Sheep
We live by the assassin's creed committing dastardly deeds
Slash and you bleed, we live in the cut
It's like we have a fucking disease
A virus, violence begets violence, you're drowned in a river of
blood
And all you bastards can plead for mercy and cry, you're buried
alive
Nobody's digging you up
It's like we have a fucking disease
A virus, violence begets violence, you're drowned in a river of
blood
Weak niggas surviving with an IQ level low
My shit rock like 2Pac or Os on a ghetto stove
My flows will leave 'em weak, you see the rose petals blow
Gun smoke settles slow when I blow the cold metal nose
Like holding recelos, Bacardi and bezel glow
Dressed in dough, the boy covered in ice like an Eskimo
Playing with you kids, I'm in child molester mode
Tryna follow his tracks？ I'll derail your train of thought
And afford you one female in the same assault
Stainless fork, flame the pork with a grain of salt
Vinnie Paz, semi mags, who want to claim to talk？
Address your shit like Jimmy Jazz, so put your frame in park
The black stallion, Italiano, gangsters walk
This arcane, we off the chain, the links'll talk
I get all in the bitch head like a shrink, of course
You half-steppin' and ass-bettin', the bank is off
You tryna sell wolf tickets to the lion of the jungle
I'm the eyes of God, they call me cyanide in the struggle
You the kind of guys that would be traumatized in the scuffle
And I'm buying pies with the Italian guys with the muscle
I'm dying before I trust you, the iron inside the duffel
You on Rikers Island, I can get homicidal to touch you
Im inside, I'm viral, I'm the messiah's idol above you
I'm the pride of Cairo, I'm genocidal and I will cut you
I'm riding for all my hustlers and anybody building bridge
It's no mercy and Pazienza I will kill the kids
Blood diamonds, Sierra Leone is really big
The G36 slick, it'll peel your wig
If it ain't the 36, then I'll let the 9 explode
I knew about collapsing buildings before Osama knows
I create beef, Vinnie always finds a foe
Bitches up and down on my dick like I'm the Konami code
4.You Can't Be Neutral On a Moving Train
the American government, it's just, in the naturer of
governments. Well they have to lie. And since they all represent
the people, in some sense they act against the interest of the
people, the only way they can hold power, is if they lie to the
people.
stain, of deception. I am cruel to myself, things will never
wouldn't last very long. -
used it, I would murder myself.. You could never understand.
Columbus came ashore greeted with nothin but niceness, sailin
West in attempt to find gold and spices. Dominated by the popes
in frenzy for ices, the Catholic church expelled Jew's and
claimed it was righteous. The first man to see land would get a
reward, and get a yearly pension for life, clearly from God. A
young sailor saw land said, ' we isn't far, ' Columbus lied said
he saw it the evening before. They touched ground they were
greeted by the Arawak, Columbus had them locked up as prisoners
in an hour flat. He wanted to find they source of gold and that
was that, and when they thought that wasn't fair then he stabbed
their backs. When there was no more gold, he took slaves
instead. And left a quarter-million Indians in Haiti dead. The
men died in mines, the women died at work, the children died
from lack of milk and they died in the dirt. They were just
takin advantage of a passive people, they were just bein the
savages of massive evil, that's the church work that's th! e
path of massive ego, that's the blood of Abraham bein stabbed by
the steeple. In 1619 they were patiently waitin' for a ship that
carried slaves that was changin' a nation, the white man was a
cannibal prayin' to Satan. Hatred contempt the pity of
patronazation. That's the cornerstone, everything racism based
in, the African had a more advanced civilization. Black was
slave, master was white, rationalization, 50-million dead,
that's Western civilization. At first they appeared in the
North, and they were helpless in the face of superior force, and
all of them were chained together they really was lost. Racism
isn't natural it's merely divorced. Before the slave-trade black
was considered distasteful. By the Oxford Dictionary I find it
disgraceful. It's not a natural tendency to be bitter and
hateful, it's a natural enemy of the critical staple. Slavery
grew as the plantation system grew, the reason for thats kinda
easily tracible. Society of a good health was capable, or !
sayin, ' Fuck a slave master! You're in slavery too! ' 7 slave!
s were p ut to death for murderin' master, fear of slave revolt
had them developing faster, you a cataline killer inelequent
bastard, I would burn the white man while smellin' the ashes.
From time to time white man was part of the resistence, white
indigenous servants wanted no part of the system. King Phillip's
war showed that if people would listen, that we could maybe
break the complex chains of opression. Tyranny is tyranny but
that's a concesssion, but the women they were treated like that
of possesions. Black women had to work cuz they was abbused,
that's the white justification of Arayan Blues. The next move
was to dominate the Mexicans, James Polk dominated them like
they was next of kin. He sent Colonel Cross to lie to them and
let them in, 11 days later his skull was crushed, so message
sent! We take nothin' by conquest that was the mantra, the
military wasn't human they was just monsters. Henry David
Thoreau refused to pay his taxes, denounced the Mexican war and
got locke! d in shackles! The 20th century open anger
re-emerged. Reality of ordinary life was bein heard. Anarchists
and feminists came from factory-work, Communism, Socialism
seemed to be re-birthed. War is the health of the state is what
Bourne said, and if you was born around that time you was born
dead. The espionage act had people confused, cuz it was
double-talk and they ain't know how it be used, supposedly it
was an act against spyin, you boys know that, that was bullshit,
and they was lyin! Charles Schenk was arrested in Philadelphia
for printin' and distributin' leaflets cuz they was helpin' ya.
He was indited, tried and then found guilty, and spent 6 months
in jail don't that sound silly？ Had his freedom taken away by
his own nation, but there's a lesson do not submit to
intimidation. The act still exists today and this shit is real,
supposedly Kennedy tried to have that shit appealed. Eugene Debs
did 10 years for no purpose, he obstructed the recruiting and
en-listment se! rvice. The post office started takin' mail
privaleges, of maga! zines wh o printed anti-war sentiments. A
Socialist named Fairchild had it right, he said that, ' They can
shoot me, but they can't make me fight! ' They sentenced him to
a year in jail and that was reckless, 65 thousand men,
consciencous objectors. They were sent to army bases to work
their, they were treated sadistically and were hurt their. They
were strangled with a hemp rope till they colapsed, and officers
punched they stomachs and they lower backs. A garden hose was
placed on they face with a nozzle, about 6'' inches from them so
they couldn't swallow. The war ended in 1918, the government was
just tryin' to wipe the slate clean. Hemmingway wrote ' Fairwell
to Arms ' Dalton Trumbo wrote ' Johnny Got His Gun. ' The war
was over but they didn't learn they lesson, twin-tactis of
control, reform and repression. The patriotic fervor of war had
been invoked.. That's why the country that you live in is a
fucking joke!
You can not be neutral on a moving train.
This is a story about the lies that your teacher told ya.
This is real actual factual.
No lies on the whole record, if you don't believe me look it up.
I'm tryna share the shit that I learned.... With y'all!
Do the knowledge.
Your government does not care about you.
The people in power do not care about you.
Understand that.
Power to the people!!!!!
(Howard Zinn)
War is like, a fix. Ya know you get high on war, we won we won!
And then your, your down on the ground, and ya need another fix,
ya need another war. Why do you think weve had war after war
after war after war. Every war ya know, they say this is the
end, this is the last war. In World War 1.. They said, this is
the war to end all wars.. And then not long after that was World
War 2, and then soon the United States was waging war in Korea,
then Vietnam. If you study history what you learn is that, wars
are always accompanied by lies... Wars are always accompanied by
deception.....
5.Kingdom Crusher
6.Shadow of the Guillotine
I have heard the young men of Judah. They acknowledge me king
As for you, you thought my father's yoke was heavy, wait until
you feel mine
You thought my father's taxes too high. Mine will crush you
How dare you speak out against your lawful king？
My father chastised you with whips. I shall use scorpions!
I am your king!
I stand on top of the mountain, I was a born rapper
The house of the Holy Spirit, another long chapter
Untouched glory of God, a strong factor
The nine laws were bound together from salms after
The Smith ＆ Wesson rubber grip made my palm blacker
You're not a MC, pussy, you're a reformed actor
The chemical wedding of Christ where the gods gather
The weapon of the dead gods was a thorn dagger
Every verse, every surah in the Qu'ran has a
'Nother scripcture, another picture was drawn blacker
Arabize curtis legacy, the storm catcher
The fucking MC you don't wanna perform after
The seventh son of the seventh son of his law passer
Mercy prevail over wrath from Imam ladder
16 bars similar to God's rapture
They tried to stop me at every level and stress me and send me
devils
I press 'em like Chevy pedals and shred 'em like heavy metal
Your raps is a gat spitting it ain't shot right
I caught some spitting shots to your brain cell
So you and George Zimmerman can rot in the same hell
Captital cue, stand at odds with the metal ready
And level the playing field with the God of the Serengeti
Keep your enemies close enough to never fall
The victim of a death plot, keep afar and get shot
Decapitated heads drop and fall down a flight of stairs
Like Apocalypto sacrifices, I wrap the stack prices
Like Apple Mac devices, it's real brutal
And got that rock steady seal of approval
I pray to the heavens, he pray to the east
And on the Sunday San Gennaro we parade to the feast, minkya!
7.Slum Chemist
Listen, I like that yall consider me the bad guy
Big guns everywhere bullets where I pass by
My blood's g-code, never seen my dad cry
And I'mma bleed your block 'til the cash dry
You live in fuckin Babylon and ask why
Youre arms to short to box, god that's why
So watch a big mouth turn into a cracked eye
Watch a big house turned into a smashed tie
Send them to the devil let his ass fry
Heavy metal on another level that's high
I self lord and master from past tribe
I let my young boi trash you from bad vibes
Reincarnated rap from a past life
I drink a 40 of idiot then I grab syze
For every 100 burners copped Vinnie stash 5
You asking for forgiveness you should ask god
It's Vinnie P, I'm the biggest dog in the yard
It's Vinnie P, ain't no one could fuck with the god
It's Vinnie P, you should never fuck with the monster
It's Vinnie P, you crash like la-la-la-bamba
This is 45-caliber flow
Pound my chest like a gorilla so all the other savages know
I'm ravenous though
Jack you with the ratchet for dough
Marques de sade a painful sadomasochist flow
We tapping your ho, and keep the biscuit where I piss at
Pussy bwat bitches asking where this faggot dick at
I ain't never left the fucking crib without the gizzat
Ain't nobody above a homicide or a kidnap
If you got the army gear then you need the boots
If you talking about an army then you need the troops
Its all war over here I never seen the truce
I'm calling Maserati Mazi I don't mean to coupe
This here this the duffle that I carry bones
Pistolvania most underrated since Larry Homes
I run with a bunch of Ricans and they carry chrome
Here's a body bag to put the pussy that you carry home
8.The Oracle
Listen, I like that yall consider me the bad guy
Big guns everywhere bullets where I pass by
My blood's g-code, never seen my dad cry
And I'mma bleed your block 'til the cash dry
You live in fuckin Babylon and ask why
Youre arms to short to box, god that's why
So watch a big mouth turn into a cracked eye
Watch a big house turned into a smashed tie
Send them to the devil let his ass fry
Heavy metal on another level that's high
I self lord and master from past tribe
I let my young boi trash you from bad vibes
Reincarnated rap from a past life
I drink a 40 of idiot then I grab syze
For every 100 burners copped Vinnie stash 5
You asking for forgiveness you should ask god
It's Vinnie P, I'm the biggest dog in the yard
It's Vinnie P, ain't no one could fuck with the god
It's Vinnie P, you should never fuck with the monster
It's Vinnie P, you crash like la-la-la-bamba
This is 45-caliber flow
Pound my chest like a gorilla so all the other savages know
I'm ravenous though
Jack you with the ratchet for dough
Marques de sade a painful sadomasochist flow
We tapping your ho, and keep the biscuit where I piss at
Pussy bwat bitches asking where this faggot dick at
I ain't never left the fucking crib without the gizzat
Ain't nobody above a homicide or a kidnap
If you got the army gear then you need the boots
If you talking about an army then you need the troops
Its all war over here I never seen the truce
I'm calling Maserati Mazi I don't mean to coupe
This here this the duffle that I carry bones
Pistolvania most underrated since Larry Homes
I run with a bunch of Ricans and they carry chrome
Here's a body bag to put the pussy that you carry home
9.And Your Blood Will Blot Out the Sun
It's the God of the Serengeti, I'm the God of the seven deadly
Immortal Technique, Poison Pen, what up？
G.O.D. Jus Allah, Tony Kenyatta, what up baby？
Listen, yeah
Supreme Godhead, gutter like poverty
Righteous man is one of forty six parts prophecy
It's epicyclical orbit like the hypotheses
It's metaphysics and borders on the philosophy
Another song of yours is just another disaster
Another verse of mine is just another cadaver
You could call it a Genesis of another chapter
You could call it the venom that's from the troubled rapper
The same rapper that was known for just smashing your face in
Who is God？ What's material manifestation？
I'm indestructible, my actions are that of a Mason
Yamasee Native American tribe of relations
The judge shoot a book at me, I take it and blood
The rook move horizontally, basically drugs
A nation of intellectuals, a nation of thugs
Jesus is hate, a nation of Satan is love!
With a fist full of twenties, got my mind right
With a fifth full of henny, we Team Homicide
We swing side to side, so what's happening'？
So what's crackin？ So what's stackin'？
If we falling out, then we brawling out (Team Homi)
Vinnie chalk 'em out (Team Homi) ain't nothing to talk about
Team Homicide, swing side to side, so what's happening'？
(Yo what's happening？) It's all that shit
Me and my conglomerates shall survive Apocalypse (Yes!)
I charge a price for telling people what the process is
Living in a world where dictatorship is obvious (Word)
National resources running out for the populous
Murder doesn't need a lobbyist or an ambassador
Ask the survivors of the M？ Lai massacre (Damn!)
'Back to the Future' without the flux capacitor
Kill you for the gold like Colonel Gaddafi characters
You bath salt sniffin' zombies fuckin' a stranger (hahaha)
Navajo skin walkers, nigga, I'm a face changer
Surgically remove your heart, bury it at Wounded Knee
A microcosm of the graveyard that Earth is soon to be (Yeah!)
A eulogy for those chasing cars and jewellery (And)
I'm stocking food and water coz shit ain't what it used to be
I'm motivated like Buster Douglas when his mother died
Border Patrol, nigga, see you on the other side!
With a fist full of twenties, got my mind right
With a fifth full of henny, we Team Homicide
We swing side to side, so what's happening'？
So what's crackin？ So what's stackin'？
If we falling out, then we brawling out (Team Homi)
Vinnie chalk 'em out (Team Homi) ain't nothing to talk about
Team Homicide, swing side to side, so what's happening'？
(Yo what's happening？) It's all that shit
10.Last Breath
I'm livin' on my last breath
Hit a fork in the road and the devil occupies both lanes
Stumble as a back step
Feel the pressure on my soul as the airs leaving out my frame
Now breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe
I'm livin' on my last breath
It's all final when it's final when you fade into a blacked-out
dream
Until my last breath, I hope my hustlers fully accessed
Past tense to my regrets I hope y'all all in ？
Married a girl with a accent, carried this world tilted axis
Make some major changes and some statements til I'm ashes
And placed in hour glasses
So you can turn me upside down and watch as time passes
Drugs are bad habits, before I'm in that casket
And the happiness I'm searching for, I hope I grasp it
And I hope I fully grab it, and never take for granted
All the looks little things in life and still believe in magic
Look back at all my fans I know that I made them drag hits
And I hope I never look for love I hope that it just happens
And if I have kids, I hope that it was stressful
But worth it in the end because they all became successful
And I hope my last breath is something truly breathful
I wish I could have said much more before I died and left you
I'm livin' on my last breath
Hit a fork in the road and the devil occupies both lanes.
Stumble as a back step
Feel the pressure on my soul as the airs leaving out my frame
Now breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe
I'm livin' on my last breath
It's all final when it's final when you fade into a blacked-out
dream
Until my last breath, I have death before dishonor
I welcome drama, with open arms and holdin' a llama
The whole persona is vodka bottles and marijuana
The whole meñana was rockin inspired for my mama
I'm a warrior, I went into jail for the drama
I'm the story of the terrorist son of Osama
I would never want to have birth and fail as a father
I would never want the illest to kill the manana
The half moon on the bank of the river's devotion
That's the stab wood born from the killer emotion
I wasn't raised by darkness, militant motion
I wasn't raised by the thought of the still in the ocean
I would never question the power that God paid
Until I saw his body the color of dark rain
He recited the third chapter of Allah lane
And he ignited the third chapter of Allah flame
I'm livin' on my last breath
Hit a fork in the road and the devil occupies both lanes.
Stumble as a back step
Feel the pressure on my soul as the airs leaving out my frame
Now breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe
I'm livin' on my last breath
It's all final when it's final when you fade into a blacked-out
dream
11.Crime Library
Chorus
Send 'em to Allah kingdom pistol grip pump rap
It's like music to my ears when the gun clap
You a stupid mafucka here a dunce cap
Shoot you in the fuckin' stomach where ya lunch at
I ain't listenin' no more cuz son rap
I'm like bustin' inside a rubber I come strapped
Ya'll wanna hear a fun fact？ (you wanna hear somethin' funny？)
My guns is heavy on the scale god dumb fat
Where the Mossberg where the dumb dumbs at
93 million miles away from where the suns at
I'm jimmy nine times cousin you a dumb rat
I put you in the back of the ac wit pun mac
I'm a grown ass lion you a young cat
Pred 'em up better hope the ambulance come stacked
Take the shotty off the gun rack
Toss his body on the ground like when Charles Bark son shat
Chorus
Wild motherfucka since birth get hurt
Whose first I blood thirst, shoot up ya hearse
It's insane lemme explain the pain
I came deranged supreme hammer damage your brain
Highly flammable, easily slayin' you
I do what I came to do, your hood should be ashamed of you
Blaq Po murder motherfuckas up
yo what the fuck is up
I don't care what they say you fuckin' suck
The black monster go harder
Spit pure lava
Word to the father
Don't make me show up at your crib wit' the pump
I could find out where you live where you from
But you not a threat, you puppy dog harmless
Tale between ya legs when I start to bomb shit
Chorus
12.Feign Submission (Interlude)
Any time I pull the hammer, it's usually Glock
It's usually cocked, it's usually for shooting a cops
I'd like to say I'm sober but I'm usually not
Usually at the bar with bitches, they salute me a lot
And they like to argue whether they got groupie or not
Tell me that to get intellectual and school me a lot
Listen bitch, I ain't checkin' if you stupid or not
You just barkin' up the wrong tree, move it or stop
I was reading Nabokov, while you was groovin' to pop
I was selling Nickelbacks an was a student of Pac
Had to lie to my mama, wasn't truthful a lot
And I never thought a whole bottle of goose was a lot
You decide if I'm drunk of that I'm lucid or not
Tim-tim-tim - Pazienza da ruler
Tim-tim-tim - and y'all just haters
13.Duel to the Death
VINNIE PAZ (Verse 1)
Can't nobody fuck around with V.P.,
Or else you gonna find yourself D-E-A-D,
Y'all ain't gotchyour eye on the prize, you can't see,
'Cause I ain't really livin' my life for plan B,
If anybody brave enough to come against me,
Gonna find your body in the bottom of the Dead Sea,
How dare you ever in your life walk past me,
Widout acknowledgin' this man as G-O-D,
I always been here, always been deranged focused,
The heat is always in my hand like chain smoka's,
Hard work, dedication and sustained dopeness,
Bust a mo'fucka's head 'til his brain opens,
Stay cookin' in the kitchen like we hasta frito,
I was always smokin' wakata wit poppy people,
I ain't never doin' anything that's not illegal,
Read the Torah Lord, black mask, black evil.
HOOK (x2)
This is Duel to the Death, this is murder, death, kill,
Stay real, because the sun can't chill, M-O-B-B,
Ain't nobody play around, Vinnie P., P.,
Fuck around, lay around.
HAVOC (Verse 2)
I'll have you laid out, Posturepedic,
Before the day's out, somebody gon' be layin' bleedin',
Keep fuckin' wit me, bring it to the darker side,
Where the wolves play and nuttin' butchya karma lie,
You get it back 10 fold, yeah, I'll do you dirty,
I'm in my dirty dirties, that mean I'm past the worry,
I got it mapped out, every plan hashed out,
Perfectly executed, squeeze 'til I'm fresh out,
I got Goonies, all they do is stick they neck out,
For a nigga 'cause his loyalty and nuttin' less,
And when it's on you know they got the toolies on deck,
Whatchyou lookin' at boy？ You ain't a boss yet,
Infamous, yeah we celebrate life,
Pour liquor for the dead, kill niggas on sight,
When they get beside they self, we run up right upon 'em,
Leave 'em where they standin', pour some fuckin' liquor on 'em.
HOOK (x2)
This is Duel to the Death, this is murder, death, kill,
Stay real, because the sun can't chill, M-O-B-B,
Ain't nobody play around, Vinnie P., P.,
Fuck around, lay around.
PRODIGY (Verse 3)
Let me start from the beginin' at the top o' the lis',
First off, nobody can do it like this,
No matter how hard you try, hard you go,
No matter how hard your beats, ill your flow,
Can't fuck with P, yeah this we know,
I'm not a rapper, I'm a master o' ceremonial, gatherin's at
venues that's jam-packed,
Fuck Rap, I'm in it for cream and that's that,
Try ta stop my dough, I'll run you off the map,
Try ta stop my life, I'll blow you outchya hat,
The most thuggish, the most ruggish,
The most A.K.A.s you heard of, is,
Bandana, banana clip R.I.P.,
I can't help it, my career don't cease,
My name don't wear out, I go on foreva',
That other shit a passin' fad, it won't eva'.
14.Problem Solver
My heart cold like when the sea was frozen
Drug supplying and hold the iron like hemoglobin
Catch a body on whichever fuckin' beat is chosen
Murder the church, left the fuckin' cathedral open
Throw a left hook to the ribs leave em broken
Box game levitate 'em so that Jesus know 'em
Walk with God so everyone in Medina know him
Y'all are casual rappers I have a deep devotion
Speak when spoken to, bitch, you just a snake snitchin'
The D supplying, the fiends higher then Blake Griffin
I don't wanna hit the bitch but the dame trippin'
I call the shot on who move the rock like Lane Kiffin
I changed labels but implemented the same system
I had to walk through the fire so I could gain wisdom
I see life through the same eyes, same vision
The watch five figures, lord, and the chain glisten
If you wanna problem, Vinnie is a problem
And the problem is that I'm a motherfuckin' disease
I would never hesitate to pull the pistol out
I always got the problem solver with me
Makin' money over here makin' money there
Seein' places you could never possibly see
My crew thick I don't give two shits
You can suck my dick you should probably flee
I rap like there ain't shit to it I just do it
Light you simple niggas and check they ass when they sewage
Fuck you if you can't take a joke, shit
Smoke this. You broke bitch. Lack of focus get your nose bit
Light that ass up then I send you
On a mission impossible take flight with my pencil
As I enlight you with shit I done been through
The complicated I done make it look simple
With one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple
And leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual
You rap style humble I'm still standing
As hard as they been making them these days I cans till win
Why the fuck you think they call me an OG？
The way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy
I'm ghostly on the block with my top up
Pistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up
If you wanna problem, Vinnie is a problem
And the problem is that I'm a motherfuckin' disease
I would never hesitate to pull the pistol out
I always got the problem solver with me
Makin' money over here makin' money there
Seein' places you could never possibly see
My crew thick I don't give two shits
You can suck my dick you should probably flee
The knife work nice, all day gentle carver
And I stay on point like a pencil sharpener
Matter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers
Move weight legislate like extended caucus
And I know how the game should be locked up
I know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up
I know that y'all claim to be stocked up
Gun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up
This beef rearrange your face like collagen
Cook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in
I don't play games I just rock your chin
You fuck with cops？ I never let the impostors in
See Vinnie give you a whole clip
I'm an artist, blood decorate the whole shit
Got knocked, almost did a bid in '06
I'm smarter now, that's why I conquered this whole shit
If you wanna problem, Vinnie is a problem
And the problem is that he a mutha-fuckin' disease
I would never hesitate to pull the pistol out
I always got the problem solver with me
Makin' money over here makin' money there
Seein' places you could never possibly see
My crew thick I don't give two shits
You can suck my dick you should probably flee
15.Battle Hymn
I travel underground, like the Goonies, with a bag full of uzis
Emerging in a corner store where Arabs sell loosies
My banger's on the waist, I never wave it around
But I always chamber a round when there's strangers around
Set my phaser to kill, my force field is on max
Never relax, study the facts, and stockpile gats
Cause the sky's about to bleed blood out from the clouds
This gas mask's in my backpack when walking through crowds
The post-apocalyptic, optic fitted, with bionic circuitry
Surgically planted perfectly, no way to word it verbally
But extrasensory perception got me detecting
Any cop or detective, intercept them, and stop them with weapons
Don't hit me with the drama, don't approach me 'bout no B.I
Cause I'm a Pharaoh king, and y'all ain't worthy of a reply
Bodies I've caught decomposing on the seaside
Catch me river dancing through the bloody waters, knee-high
Mind state is cut throat, can't walk around deprived
My team shut it down, and they access will be denied
Crown royal status Puerto-Ricans, that's how we ride
Nocturnal foes mesmerized by the streetlights
One shot at glory, game will never give you three tries
For the haters I've murked, they would love to see me die
Acid tripping vision, everything look hi-defy
Drugs, money, liquor, only things that get me by
I got a lot of hate, I got to learn to love, stop the date
But some days I would rather murder the populate
Either way, I gotta open up the cosmic gates
Who knows what the future holds, gotta watch and wait
I can't function clear, keep a ton of guns and beer
I never sweat it, I get arrested like once a year
My gun big as two guns, you should cover your ears
Believe half of what you see and nothing you hear
Nobody listens, I got a lot of ground to cover
Bullets go in one ear and out the other
Tucked the weapon in, kicked his face
In the blood pool like give him a taste of his own medicine
Impeach the president, I'm pulling out my ray-gun
Chuck D's greatest line and y'all ain't even thank him
Y'all ain't on my radar, horrible like Hagar
Mos Eisleys flow, beats banging on the space bar
Haters get mad, start banging on the spacebar
Flip over the desk, ought to take it up with HR
Your bitch give Bad Brains, like she work for H.R
I be where the rays are, you wonder where the weights are
I'm a cannibal, you cats wonder where the plates are
I know that I'm immortal why you wonder where the gates are
I Cold Crush your Brother like Grandmaster Caz
Paz work with the .45 like Lakim Shabazz
I'm from the East Coast nigga, but I'm still loped out
I grew up inside the crack-house, my moms was smoked out
You know the kid with the bummy kicks, holes in his jeans
Same shirt, chilling on some bummy shit
Yeah, that was me though, attracted to the metal like Magneto
Sneakers started talking like ay bandito
Got my own never borrowed or begged for shit
Now it's on cause I'm rolling with the Pharaohs legit
Tired of rappers always rhyming that bullshit
Catch at you at your CD signing, with a full clip
Now, how you feel about the Pharaohs and the Demigodz？
That's what I thought nigga, because we large and in charge
Keep shooters on stash, move and they blast
Refugees that came on an intertube with a gat
Rubix Cuban ？, but you will respect the handle
Spin checks on Windex so I shine the chrome enamel
I throw hands with the devil so ain't much to fear after
Bitches cry over me, I'm a top tier rapper
American Idol with a wet wipe for you desperate housewives
Firecracker go off from my brick, the whole house white
And I will outright say that you sorrow
I write your favorite writer that you base your style off of
I'll let the Tec blast in ya, if the check cash finish
Shells give you a turtle-face, make ya back splinter
Sittin with the semi automatics,
Sippin henny In the attic,
Spittin heavy with the god of the Serengeti blast it,
Fast it,
Till I downloaded de attatchment,
The huger came back and I'm eatin like a savage,
Walkin through the laberith,
Imagining the snazerith,
Throwing more stones at the throne lone catalyst,
Puff puff, acid,
that ain't never been me I only had the urge to annihilate the
MC,
You should ride the 10 speed to cop the top 10 sneaks,
Never thought I'd be in Buddhas best Countin 10gs
16.Geometry of Business
Make room for the heavyweight villain with foul language
Formally known as low-class but now I'm distinguished
Hold that, corner to corner no room for foreigners
Coroners performing their craft daily
There's a war and it's morbid
Twenty-four and it's ease to close at his own wake
Our chest plates, filled with ice cold hearts that don't break
Respect my g's, fouls and rejects
Respect those bullets bloody bullies battle for respect
Any cities up inside of this northeast corridor
We sported quarters of raw imported all from Florida
Now the whole block's flooded with cut coke
We don't stop leaving youngins gutted, it's cut-throat
Sometimes I'm rolling dolo in a stolen polo
But I'm still true to my crew I'm never going solo
All these cold winter nights that keep the ice in my blood
I'll spill the guts out this bitch and ditch a knife in the mud
It's Pazienza, Coka, goon music listen
Stick you for the only pot you got to piss in
Vinnie P. put the key in the ignition
When we get back lord, we shine and glisten
Respect my G, ya'll sound nervous
Respect everything that I do or found murdered
Y'all servents, y'all blind without purpose
Stay high walking with guns without permits
Snake bite came in my life with foul serpent
Amaryte blind from birth lord, he worthless
All of y'all signs of ignorance is earthless
All of my mind is viligance and churchless
I don't want to splash Ack 'cause Allah made him
And I don't want the faggot P.O. to violate him
AR-15 big it'll annialate him
You ain't ever gonna eat this is starvation
Try to sell wolves chicken, feed Allah bacon
Try to bite the hand that feeds y'all, violation
Pussy boi get spotted like dalmatian
Look for God in wrong place so he found Satan
It's the Coka Nos', Louie Dogs, murder music listen
Stick you for the only pot you got to piss in
Cult leader put the key in the ignition
Bottle in my lap, full throttle twisted
I'm like an exploding bullet in a clip
Like a rocket cracking a capsule
Like a lack to see planets that travel backwards through black
holes
Run towards conflict, play with dissipation
Guns talk constant, slave in civilization
So we walk like Egyptian pharaohs worshiping sun ra
Walk up to your window with the barrels and dump shots
Buck four in your lung, slumped over in blood
Stuck over some crumbs, fucked over and done
I teach a crash course in brain surgery
So I don't need no passports to orchastrate murder sprees
Show you nothing changed, more than when the casket drop
I'll blow your fucking face off like maskatron
Pop you while you're driving make you crash your car
Drop acid, yeah, tell you who to drop the acid on
Look what the uzi do, empty fuse and anger god
Shoot your funeral, tell me who to drop the casket on
This is Slaine homie goon, chasing goon music listen
This is the only pot I ever had to piss in
The odds against me I'mma fight with my own hands
These are the words I've been writing as a grown man
17.Jake LaMotta
I'm running round the globe havin the time of my life
Its no others its my brothers and we shine every night
I ain't makin any moves unless the timin is right
And my objective is to have my mother shining in ice
I roll 4 5 6 on the grind with the dice
And just stay away from vinnie thats my kindest advice
I Mike Tys verse big lord I'm dyin to fight
I drink drugs smoke alcohol my mind isn't right
Eternal sunsine of the spot I'm just mindin my site
I knock buildings over like I was Osama on flights
I would dream about Jordans I would die for the Nikes
We ain't had the money but my mother buy me the Nikes
You see I'm mean real mean like how Ghandi was nice
I hustle hard real hard with the china that's white
I don't fuck with y'all, you simply garbage on mics
I would kill myself pray give my father his life
See I was born in the killin fields
It took me a while to manifest how I really feel
I'm from philly automatically a bigger deal
I was always with a lynch mob chilly chill
See its a brand new funk that was willy will
I love rap its always been my auchiles heel
Merkin another rapper well thats a silly kill
I just tell the pussy back off really chill
I live in gun land, home in 9 milly vill
And I'm a pun fan greatest rapper really ill
I don't judge music, whatever you feel you feel
I make drug music whatever you deal you deal
Smoke l's wakaton I will a real build
I got a brother thats a g he will really pill
I'm an ape I'm a monkey I'm guerilla willed
I got hate I'm a junky I'm a killers thrill
(PARAPPARA PARAPPARAAA
PARAPPARAAA I'm shining
PARAPPARA PARAPPARAAA
PARAPPARAAA I'm grinding) X2 (Lol)
18.7 Fires of Prophecy
We minding my business and leave me yours alone
We talking about me your job is on the camera motherfucker
Hey look at this motherfucker right here in the back. Look.
Look. Look at this motherfucker right here in the back
Look. Look at him uppercut. Look at the uppercut! Look at the
uppercut! Look at the uppercut!
Look lo lo lo look at the uppercut right there! Hey! Hey, do the
uppercut again! Do the uppercut again
'Is it good or bad？'
Terrible. Like the worst thing in the world
Hey it's a job, you know what I mean？ And especially in America
having a job is a blessing and doing something you love is a
blessing even if the people are miscreants
Yeah you's a fucking wuss. You know what I mean？ You couldn't
last a day in my shoes
A lot of these cats I wish they'd just forget the address to the
gym
You know everything is not for everybody. You don't see me going
in motherfucking Wall Street picking up a fucking briefcase
trying to type do you？ Cause that's not what the fuck I do
I beat the fuck out of people. You know what I mean？
Flow is tsunami, bulletproof Bugatti
Arab Nazi spraying a semi out a Ferrari
Crash Maybach Music, smash Aston Martins
Cops turned rappers, y'all niggas is targets!
Regardless, I'm the hardest to wannabe martyrs
Chest game weak, niggas need to move more smarter
Art of war is mastered, my thoughts be the realest
Military intelligence, hood under surveillance
Armed up like they got beef with the government
Hood shit, ghetto apostle, live covenant
Move like the niggas that's facing Capital Punishment
Jedi, Militant Minds is who I run with
Queens where the villains meet, killas with illa heat
Lifers with blood in they eye, saying they feeling me
Naturally will only be me, one tragedy
Kuwait Majesty, stay tuned, witness the faculty
Come on lord don't make me load the pump
The Mossberg have you taking shots like the local drunk
My trigger finger itch like I ain't had a smoke in months
I land a left-right-left before you throw a punch. (Left, right
left!)
I was sent from God in case Jehovah fronts
I'm the explorer in the Torah I was chosen once
Put you in the corner you a lonely dunce
I been rhyming since Phyllis Hyman and golden fronts
And y'all don't wanna see the heat melt
The strap go click and I ain't talking bout a seat-belt
Y'all could never feel the pain that we felt
Pops died, watch my mother cry, think how she felt!
You in México, fuck around with Federale
I ain't hard to find, look for the severed bodies
I come from a culture where we treasure Gotti
Sono Italiano, we ...., rebel Gotti!
19.Cheesesteaks
A knife in my palm, sharper than a sniper in Nam
Righteous Islam, a hypocrite that fight to be calm
My life is just torn, bipolar, icy and warm
My life in a song, the reason why the Vicodin gone
A bison is born, army of God, Michael is born
The Uranium fission secret of the hydrogen bomb
The Bible is gone, ya'll are watching a viking perform
And the 9 milli loud so the silencer's drawn
I'm live from the war, I don't believe in crying at all
I'm a manic depressive, never get excited at all
I'mma live forever, don't believe in dying at all
I was born peaceful, I was never violent at all
Then my father died, that was like a knife through my core
Any love I had inside me not alive anymore
Lion of war, Joseph Dredd, I am the law
I'm the reason faggot rappers can't thrive anymore
Yeah!
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
Who the fuck I be (Boxcutter Pazzie)
Focus, on what has to be done
Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
My little man will blow your face off
I flatten out bodies, I ain't talking about a race horse
Murder every rapper then I break off
Scheming on this motherfucking money, Bern Madoff
Y'all was always pussies so stay soft
The only time beef is mentioned around me is for steak sauce
I work harder than y'all, it's no days off
The knife work scratch and cut you up like Main Source
My fam walk around with hawks on them
Big motherfuckers, infrared dots on them
And ain't a motherfucker that can box with them
Razor under the tongue and keep an ox with them
Hardbody rap, God of the Serengeti
I'm a sinner, I'm the God of the seven deadly
Everything I do hard and it's legendary
I spit sixteen bars and you dead and buried
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
Who the fuck I be (Boxcutter Pazzie)
Focus, on what has to be done
Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
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