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[Vinnie Dogs]
I you and laugh
I'm Barry Sanders slashing through the
you a assistant, I'm sawin' you in half
you a heathan that rely on the
I'm a demon at the crucifyin' the priest
I over beats
a beast on the mic
I'm a lion out the jungle, raw meat I like
I bleed in a fight, like the taste of his blood
and I'll open up your stomach the case of a slug
I'm faithful to drugs, puttin' metal in your mug
dump your body in the lake in a rug
face in the mud, y'all the facade
my people have exterminated faith in they god
patience is hard, cousin, but it pays to be
go to war for anybody who Islam
I'm and warm, ready for the place in the war
and I'm ready to smash your motherfuckin' face in the

we got that gangster shit
we got murder murder shit
you talk that gangster shit
we live that murder shit

[Ill
without order nothing exists, chaos nothing evolves
now get on your knees so I can this gun in your mouth
I'm a album personified, Holocaust, Columbine
Passage, Israel versus Palestine
It's the leader drink your Kool-Aid
roll with the doctors produce AIDS
I open my mouth, I shoot
the freedom fighter that got the whole world
Ill Bill, human of genocide
stand amongst winning grimy nose candy sniffers
blast the black metal at you Danny Lilker
impossible to escape my matrix of hate
I'll make a good a cum dumpster sayin' don't wait
set the razors to AKs and razors to grapes
turn blood into with an insatiable taste
drink from the of gore, vomitting porn
Sodom and Gomorrah back to Canarsie New

[Vinnie Paz/Louie
you know about the gospel of Judas
about the information found in the Galapagos
how the would sharpen they blades
how if government wanted to they could cure you of AIDS
we the equivalent of and ice
the of a prisoner who die for his rights
I'm lyin' to Christ, put your spine in a vice
I'm like Trump in the Apprentice, only fire at
I'm to fight, slap you five and put ten in you
Louie Dogs, a fuckin' genocide
so I say the CIA and they plan
get me outta here I'd fuckin' stay in Iran
run up on you with grenades in my hand
if you round with Bill or try to hate on my fam
it's the of hatred in man
if you ever even think of tryin' to me then blam
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