CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Cero Miedo
Yeah, more lower
Yeah, one-two, more lower
One-two, yeah, look, yeah
[Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, this dummy ask if she can touch the jewelry
Get out my (mit) your man is actin' like a f*ckin' stoolie
Bury me in the golden urn I'm The Last Tamuli
I don't really want the f*ckin' drama this is not kabuki
I squash fifty-seven y'all while playin' racket ball
Maybe y'all was playin' Dragon Ball and sniffin' Adderall
The cuete little but it splash 'em like a cannon ball
San script and Mushika Dynasty it canon, all
You play your mother basement while I play the corner
I like a massive body count and have my things in order
I rob Peter the Paypal just to pay the pauper [?]
I have my Jewish lawyer there so he could gauge the author
I sent my Costa Rican shooter out the (drug to hellion) [?]
The mic in my face outside the court like Doug Louellen
You tryin' to go to war with somebody who Machiavellian
You tryin' to go to war with someone who a black Sicilian
(x2)
Shots gon' fly-y-y
Ya better get lo-o-ow
Ya wanna ask why-y-y
Ya mama cry no-o-o
[Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, look, yeah
Divine hands serve the blind man like Lazarillo
Shells coverin' his body like an armadillo
I got some Savatruza bangin' out in amarillo
It's hard to grasp, ahki why you try'na pawn my (minno) [?]
I have my lawyer eat the case like he was Bob Shapiro
The axe bloody it'll cut you like a Masahiro
Goretex military how we rock apparel
This a murder archetype that's why I shot the sparrow
We ain't the same, ahki, we a different cell type
Goofy's gon' fall for the banana in the tail pipe
Doing 2301 is how you earn your jail stripes
I can smell a rat and maf*cker you don't smell right
Them Jack boys lookin' sloppy tryin' to retire, papi
Cause motherf*ckers here before you like Passamaquoddy
Every bar is animated like it's Myazaki
Whatever live inside the body die inside the body
Toma!
(x2)
Shots gon' fly-y-y (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Ya better get lo-o-ow (Hijo the puta)
Ya wanna ask why-y-y
Ya mama cry no-o-o
Yeah, one-two, more lower
One-two, yeah, look, yeah
[Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, this dummy ask if she can touch the jewelry
Get out my (mit) your man is actin' like a f*ckin' stoolie
Bury me in the golden urn I'm The Last Tamuli
I don't really want the f*ckin' drama this is not kabuki
I squash fifty-seven y'all while playin' racket ball
Maybe y'all was playin' Dragon Ball and sniffin' Adderall
The cuete little but it splash 'em like a cannon ball
San script and Mushika Dynasty it canon, all
You play your mother basement while I play the corner
I like a massive body count and have my things in order
I rob Peter the Paypal just to pay the pauper [?]
I have my Jewish lawyer there so he could gauge the author
I sent my Costa Rican shooter out the (drug to hellion) [?]
The mic in my face outside the court like Doug Louellen
You tryin' to go to war with somebody who Machiavellian
You tryin' to go to war with someone who a black Sicilian
(x2)
Shots gon' fly-y-y
Ya better get lo-o-ow
Ya wanna ask why-y-y
Ya mama cry no-o-o
[Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, look, yeah
Divine hands serve the blind man like Lazarillo
Shells coverin' his body like an armadillo
I got some Savatruza bangin' out in amarillo
It's hard to grasp, ahki why you try'na pawn my (minno) [?]
I have my lawyer eat the case like he was Bob Shapiro
The axe bloody it'll cut you like a Masahiro
Goretex military how we rock apparel
This a murder archetype that's why I shot the sparrow
We ain't the same, ahki, we a different cell type
Goofy's gon' fall for the banana in the tail pipe
Doing 2301 is how you earn your jail stripes
I can smell a rat and maf*cker you don't smell right
Them Jack boys lookin' sloppy tryin' to retire, papi
Cause motherf*ckers here before you like Passamaquoddy
Every bar is animated like it's Myazaki
Whatever live inside the body die inside the body
Toma!
(x2)
Shots gon' fly-y-y (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Ya better get lo-o-ow (Hijo the puta)
Ya wanna ask why-y-y
Ya mama cry no-o-o
