The invincible huh? Yeah be seein it It is it is indeed Stoupie Ya'll be knowin Let 'em know
the Hologram aka Vinnie Paz]
Hold the device tight, when time for a mic fight a pagan tryin to battle someone who's Christ-like The precise knight that smash you with a pipe Left you bleeding into the under the night's light Oh you hype Well meet the soul benders Cop that or get shot at like You roll benches playin fear was fair game Ya'll got up like sex on an airplane That's why we change, we just ill We blow trees, sip Ole E's and spit The clip's filled the wraith that Cain saw Then I with a leather mask and chainsaw That's why the raw, that's why your veins pour That's why you copped my shit nine times at the store That's why you Entered the and got slashed And why the Hologram counting up cash. What!?
2x "Lookin for who wanna battle" "Don't seem to understand that I'm that bad" "The underground who's wreckin" "Whatever ya want yo, ya like"
Holocaust, rap javelin toss the boss I take what's yours, pour in your pores I'm down for the my nigga, not "because" My soul wasn't to be lost, stop for the pause I play 48 minutes without the calls Slicin elbows through ya jaw, I say more? Facinating with 44s and whores Large gram cookups, and the ill drug My verses, that'll open all doors I like a condor ready for war, fuck the law! (distorted)...."raindrops on the ground"
1x
[Jus Ominous your brain matter painted on ya Stainmaster Game of Death we draft ya, semi-autograph ya L's lit, sendin pellets through helmets Shells hit, you and the fag you a cell with Takin niggas out thier rhyme fighters Divine writers, travellers, Sliders Pale niggas act lifers Who tell the active nail biters with the 12s in thier Shoes never walk nor land, land I my scrolls and code it in Fortran Bullets graze ya wig kid, brushes death I let the iron clutch grip the bones in ya Playin on ya wrist strings on a violin Dyin in a blood pool Leviathan Fuckin wit Gods, Mind Tricks Ya'll like niggas born without dicks
*scratches till