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[Hook-Vocal samples] "Everything is real I see" "A lot of rappers out here actin' with no movie roles" "It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the truth" "We been adored for keepin' it raw" "Everything is real I see" "A lot of rappers out here actin' with no movie roles" "It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the truth" "We been adored for keepin' it raw" [Verse 1-Vinnie Paz] Yeah, yeah, I'm a terrorist threat, burn in Hell where the devil is kept How can we be powerful with incredible debt? Dump the clip, hittin' you from your head to your neck I creep with the silencer, leave you dead where you slept I'm as vicious with the right or the left And I stand behind my people if it's life or it's death A knife in the chest, that's the way that we do But if I was you, I'd be concerned about the avian flu I pray that you do, but you ain't listen before You ain't listen when I told you 'bout my visions of war My system is pure, trap you like a prisoner's war Anyone who ever met me say my liver is poor Whoever met me say they dig my rapport Say that he the only one who ain't a dick on the tour Kick in the door, with my vodka, believe that And hand Warchild all the blunts and the weed sack Fuckin' worm, yeah [Hook-Vocal samples] [Verse 2-Vinnie Paz] Yeah, you like Napoleon Bonaparte I throw a dart and blow your bones apart The lonely part's when you fallin' like you Owen Hart My fuckin' soul is dark, I wouldn't wish it on you I wouldn't wish any of my mental conditions on you I just wish that y'all would leave me for dead Wish that I would go away and fall asleep in my bed I'm lethal instead, but I supposedly thrived Anyone or anything that got too close to me died Supposed to be live, fuck it, I'm supposed to be king 'Pose to murder everything like an associate of Ming Listen, I ain't takin' your word, man Just give me all the "Cash Money" like Birdman [Hook-Vocal samples] [Verse 3-Vinnie Paz] Yeah, another holy verse, never listen to what's told in church My soul immersed in a statue that's as old as earth I'm fuckin' Odin's curse, the living eight man Calculate Infinity with Dillinger Escape Plan I would walk on the Arabian with grey sand And heal the sickness of the people where I laid hands I was there when they created the Christ When the Romans in Judea took the Pagan's advice I hate what I'm like, hate that I'm afraid of the light Hate that everyone who love me always hate what I like Hate that everywhere I go, I get engaged in a fight Hate that everything I say is just evasive and trife Enraged with a knife, I don't care who I slice I could walk into the woods and kill a bear with my mic I'm here with my mic, fear me and be careful at night Cause Vinnie vicious like a motherfucking werewolf at night I'm a beast, baby! Yeah [Hook-Vocal samples]
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