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vinnie paz - road warriors lyrics

yeah. pazienza. yo lib, what up baby?
slaine, my brother from another
yeah. philly to the bean all day
official pistol gang. ill rock. (hahahha)

[verse 1 – adlib:]
road warrior, murdering miles
guzzle bottles, splash puddles on models
got the club sh-t that you catch on the dial
this that drug sh-t that get kept in the viles
wild style, stayin’ in a box-car
fame in the street, enterage of rock stars
pop lock up cars, switch up daily
dive bar, sh-tty store, sniffers pay we
outlaws, alchohol fuel our cravings
blow cigars, get scarred, f-ck safety
risk takers, paper chasers
box your mothaf-ckin’ face with razors
ruthless -ssh0l-s, my crew’s so rotten
sloppy strippers on the pole for oxy
not from the carter that they cop from poppy
n-z- cops want a red dot and pop me
i’m huntin’ zombies, with pun on repeat
knee deep in sh-ts creek, no tongue and cheek
when i speak it reeks from the curb
listen, start ichin’ to rob
if not, then the slob ain’t doing his job
so dance with the devil before you go meet your god

[verse 2 – vinnie paz:]
i don’t gotta say no names
’cause a b-tch is a b-tch, i don’t play those games
official pistol gang, we hold thangs
and i’ll bl–dy up your shirt, like tomato stains
see i done been to h-ll and back
i done talked about murdering the president, my cell was tapped
i smell a rat, should’ve went to jail for that
these mothaf-ckers mailed the pipe-bomb, i mailed it back
i see all of y’all rappers as tight g-y
city sought the giddy where the diesel is light grey (yeah, namean?)
i don’t give a f-ck what you might say
buck 50 side of the neck where the knife lay (that’s where the knife go)
my horror been shining for years
i done outlasted ever single one of my peers (i’m still out here shining)
but for me that’s just a common affair
peace to adlib, now i’m out for some beers, yeah

[verse 3 – slaine:]
stab your nose, drunk with a six figure salary
pop ?? ??, who want to challenge me
i’m a superstar, you don’t live in my galaxy
king with the crown, you ain’t down with the palace, see
i run this town, layin’ in the shadows
everybody know the name slaine, mr. carol
double-barrel shotgun, watch fools travelin’
sawin’ you in half, collapsin’ your abdomin
my dues been paid, the rules been layed down and broken
c’mon stupid, don’t provoke him
you cats smoke crack rocks like ’86
and you snitch -ss dope phenes boostin’ with the shady b-tch
i ain’t fallin’ with the traps and tricks
pull the wool over your eyes when i clap the cl!ck
ain’t no fun over here, i’m on some backwards sh-t
black crook, black hoodies, and the blackest kicks (like this)

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