Lyrics:

[Verse 1 Slaine:]
Make room for the heavyweight villain with foul language
Formally known as low-class but now Im distinguished
Hold that, corner to corner no room for foreigners
Coroners performing their craft daily
Theres a war and its morbid
Twenty-four and its ease to close at his own wake
Our chest plates, filled with ice cold hearts that dont break
Respect my gs, fouls and rejects
Respect those bullets bloody bullies battle for respect
Any cities up inside of this northeast corridor
We sported quarters of raw imported all from Florida
Now the whole blocks flooded with cut coke
We dont stop leaving youngins gutted, its cut-throat
Sometimes Im rolling dolo in a stolen polo
But Im still true to my crew Im never going solo
All these cold winter nights that keep the ice in my blood
Ill spill the guts out of this bitch and ditch a knife in the mud

[Hook Vinnie Paz:]
Its Pazienza, Coka, goon music listen
Stick you for the only pot you got to piss in
Vinnie P. put the key in the ignition
When we get back lord, we shine and glisten
Its Pazienza, Coka, goon music listen
Stick you for the only pot you got to piss in
Vinnie P. put the key in the ignition
When we get back lord, we shine and glisten

[Verse 2 Vinnie Paz:]
Respect my G, yall sound nervous
Respect everything that I do or found murdered
Y'all servents, y'all blind without purpose
Stay high walking with guns without permits
Snake bite came in my life with foul serpent
Amaryte blind from birth lord, he worthless
All of y'all signs of ignorance is earthless
All of my mind is viligance and churchless
I dont want to splash Ack cause Allah made him
And I dont want the faggot P.O. to violate him
AR-15 big itll annihilate him
You ain't ever gonna eat this is starvation
Try to sell wolf tickets, feed Allah bacon
Try to bite the hand that feeds y'all, violation
Pussy boi get spotted like dalmatian
Look for God in wrong place so he found Satan

[Hook Ill Bill:]
Its the Coka Nos', Louie Dogs, murder music listen
Stick you for the only pot you got to piss in
Cult leader put the key in the ignition
Bottle in my lap, full throttle twisted
Its the Coka Nos', Louie Dogs, murder music listen
Stick you for the only pot you got to piss in
Cult leader put the key in the ignition
Bottle in my lap, full throttle twisted

[Verse 3 Ill Bill:]
Im like exploding bullet in a clip
Like a rock of crack in a capsule
Like Galactus eat planets then travel backwards through black holes
Run towards conflict, pray for dissipation
Guns talk constant, enslaving civilizations
So we walk like Egyptian pharaeohs worshiping sun Ra
Walk up to your window with the barrels and dump shots
Pump four in your lung, slumped over in blood
Stuck over some crumbs, fucked over and done
I teach a crash course in brain surgery
So I dont need no passports to orchestrate murder sprees
Show you nothing changed, more than when the casket drop
Ill blow your fucking face off like maskatron
Pop you while youre driving make you crash your car
Drop acid, yeah, tell you who to drop the acid on
Look what the uzi do, empty pews and anger god
Shoot your funeral, tell me who to drop the casket on

[Hook Slaine:]
This is Slaine homie goon, chasing goon music listen
This is the only pot I ever had to piss in
The odds against me Imma fight with my own hands
These are the words Ive been writing as a grown man
This is Slaine homie goon, chasing goon music listen
This is the only pot I ever had to piss in
The odds against me Imma fight with my own hands
These are the words Ive been writing as a grown man
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