[Verse 1: Paz] God hates me, keep my banger on safety My mother raised me alone, you can't me My hearts pumpin' the blood of Gracie My thoughts dumpin the and point straightly You rhyme fakely, you scarred I'm studying deep like Bill Maher I'm real raw, we dumbin' it out And y'all ain't sayin' nuthin' with a gun in yo what I'm about, but Vinnie Paz go deeper Y'all still under the of dose ether The Grim Reaper, it's all And every word Allah is on paper We all ya, we can't stand you Chapter 8, 3, book of Daniel You a candle, you just burn You never worship Allah, you learn
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2: Goretex] Chemical space ships, dust spliffs, hit from the Matrix Pig Destroyer, Anakis kiss, splatter your coast stops, injectin' my pockets with Botox Latex bitches be chokin' on like Blow-Pops My flows hot, my glocks a popular friend Oxy-Cottin, we rock till the popular says 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, Gas Mask, bleedin an stuff Into the void like blue velvet, and clerics New synthetic jewels for moods in deserts In heaven and earth, barcodes to my girth Thats the J.D.L. joinin' the Zulu Nation for turf of the solar, we did so, write for the cobra Goretex we all stand with iced out cobra's
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[Verse 3: Khadafi] it.. yo.. yo
Now what it be's like, niggaz wanna tight, I stay right Face fight, get your weak, split, shit I spit Most Acurate, Flex back a bit on the side of it Yo I'm tryin to get a lot of it I rock that exotic shit, the hottest shit Yo trial, might get the same time get Death dishonor shit, gangster persona shit Jedi Mind, 2-5 is who I'm with When Im tryin to score the third, who I holler with Yo hood, its my project, objects Yo for my teks, yo range for my lex From Q.B. to Philly, we control I stay splurgin, stay wrapped in Turbans Tigher than a Virgin of Ford Excursion, So how you figure that we don't be drugs and weapons in a dodge intrepid
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[Outro: Tragedy Yo Stoupe, whattup baby, whats Jedi Mind, the gracious, 2-5
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