[Verse 1:Vinnie Paz] I’m a fucking warlord, what the fuck is you kiddin? The gun’s always by my side, it’s a juxtaposition I believe in Isa but I don’t fuck with the Christian Ultimate killing machine, I kill puppies and kittens I kill anybody cousin, why the fuck is you living? I take mines while you faggots is stuck what you given I don’t envy y’all dirtbags’ current position Eating Crown Chicken stuck on the bus with your pigeon I kill em all with my bare hands or the homie’s shot And fuck around with more grams than Naomi Watts It’s either war with myself or it’s a holy plot John Tardy, I hope that you faggots slowly rot I hit you motherfuckers in the head leaving bruises And if the Tea Party win America loses My hands clean but I still get you touched like masseuses My therapist told me that working with me is just useless
[Hook]x2 Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet? Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept? Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet? Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept?
[Verse 2:Ill Bill] Rebel conflict, military all green Glenwood Projects, 57-14 Money buys life or death The best surgeons are the death merchants Depressed urges lead to confessed murders My whole family was in the projects Paint chips we didn’t have to eat cause Ruthy got wrecked Pissy elevators, Marcus poured coke out his pockets 11 years old talking about he’s hoping to profit We were the children of foreigners born with the American dream But then my uncle was a heroin fiend And there were things that he once assumed that he would never achieve His legacy has affected people of every creed Every religion and race, time or place, Earth or space It’s infinite, Uncle Howie Records is the name I’mma speak my philosophy, you speak yours I’mma teach my seeds well homie, you teach yours As I walk through the valley of death I fear no evil Only the evil hidden in my heart could cause people To throw prods in your face, even more lethal Written in all Hebrew, fighting to break the spell of Kingu Sent to notify the people blinded in their mental Call me Paul Revere, war is here, listen careful Orchestrate assassinations and massacres Kidnap ambassadors, coronate kings, and kill savagesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
