vinnie paz - blood on my hands lyrics
[intro]
“i don’t really like to hear the squealing animals in the cemeteries, when they do their rituals, but they give me free vodka!”
[verse 1: vinnie paz]
ya’ll ain’t about nothin’, i’m bustin’ a hundred rounds at you
i’m pack pistol pazzy, i’m poppin’ like 40 rounds at you
this bulldog barks and it mean that i’m sickin’ hounds on you
we puff a pound or a two, pazienza just insurmountable
the goma-2 raw, and the substance wasn’t compoundable
it’s bodies everywhere and they try to hold me accountable
the burberry bag is boujee and booty bountiful
the bankroll bl!ckie, the name’s ain’t even pr-nounceable
it ain’t an ounce of you that could fathom havin’ [?]
the weaponry is wonder it’s numbers ain’t even calculable
i stomp you out and pull the beretta, money, it’s marvelous
the gladiator war, fight with gannicus, this is spartacus!
the seventy disciples of judaizers is the barnabas
a reconstruction of the acropolis pagus pardon us
the deeper the abyss is the deeper into the tartarus
the ak diesel the drum is a hippopotamus
[chorus: vinnie paz]
he a dead man walkin’ – that’s a body!
get his head popped talkin’ – that’s a body!
this a hundred round drum – that’s a body!
where we from? that’s the slum – that’s a body!
he a dead man walkin’ – that’s a body!
get his head popped talkin’ – that’s a body!
this a hundred round drum – that’s a body! (ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta)
where we from? that’s the slum – that’s a body!
[verse 2: vinnie paz]
yeah, y’all still about nothing, i’m choppin’ you with a tomahawk
allah hates a coward, you do a lot of v-g-n- talk
it’s “as-salamu alayk-m”, i greet him with lots of gaza talk
headshot medulla oblongata on a plaza walk
i caught too many homi’s, now it’s time for me to find a morgue
go here a rhymer dawg, it’s another v-g-n- monologue
i’ll take you to a digital death, the place with no -n-log
i have your bones shakin’, i break ’em like marijuana laws
there ain’t no other boss that’s as ill as me, son, it’s lunacy
the leftist ideology is k!llin’ the black community
you need a couple bodies, just give me the opportunity
you milli mild muhf-ckers is makin’ buffoonery
it ain’t no unity, ain’t no talkin’ it out, it’s hammer time
i’m movin’, b, but i don’t be talkin’, i’m like a pantomime
and i don’t think that bein’ a p-ssy should be romanticized
i run with motherf-ckers that’s diddy-boppin’ and vandalize
[chorus: vinnie paz]
he a dead man walkin’ – that’s a body!
get his head popped talkin’ – that’s a body!
this a hundred round drum – that’s a body!
where we from? that’s the slum – that’s a body!
he a dead man walkin’ – that’s a body!
get his head popped talkin’ – that’s a body!
this a hundred round drum – that’s a body! (ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta)
where we from? that’s the slum – that’s a body!
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