[Verse 1: Paz] God hates me, never my banger on safety My raised me alone, you can't break me My hearts pumpin' the of Royce Gracie My thoughts the slug and point straightly You rhyme fakely, you scarred I'm studying deep thoughts like Bill I'm real raw, we dumbin' it out And y'all ain't sayin' nuthin' a gun in yo mouth That's what I'm about, but Vinnie Paz go Y'all under the spell of dose ether The Grim Reaper, it's all And every word from Allah is on We all hate ya, we stand you Chapter 8, verse 3, of Daniel You like a candle, you burn You worship Allah, you can't learn
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[Verse 2: space ships, taste dust spliffs, hit from the Matrix Pig Destroyer, kiss, splatter your patriots Make coast stops, injectin' my with Botox Latex bitches be chokin' on cock like My hot, my glocks like a popular friend Sniffin Oxy-Cottin, we rock till the popular Merciful fate, we at the gates, I hurt you for Cause Red Planets like a Shit Magnet, it with Jake Digital cuffs, from the D's and the fuzz Gut you out, rock Gas Mask, bleedin an Into the void like blue velvet, and clerics New synthetic designer jewels for moods in In heaven and earth, to measure my girth like the J.D.L. joinin' the Zulu Nation for turf Birth of the solar, we did so, write for the Goretex readin we all stand with iced out
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3: Tragedy Khadafi] it.. yo.. yo
Now what it be's like, niggaz wanna stay tight, I right Face fight, get your weak, split, that I spit Most Acurate, Flex back a bit range on the of it Yo I'm tryin to get a lot of it I rock that exotic shit, the hottest shit Yo trial, get the same time giancanna get Death before dishonor shit, gangster persona Mind, 2-5 is who I'm polly with When Im tryin to score the third, it's who I holler Yo hood, its my project, exchange Yo for my teks, yo range for my lex From Q.B. to Philly, we control I stay splurgin, heads stay in Turbans Tigher than a of Ford Excursion, nigga So how you figure we don't be reppin' Whole and weapons in a dodge intrepid
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[Outro: Khadafi] Yo Stoupe, baby, whats good Jedi Mind, the gracious, 2-5
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