we're so sick with the flow
sing along like you caught
guess we're blessed it's a miracle
it's the army of pharaos when you swallow your needs
go from flesh to the spiritual
gotta pray for a miracle like moses when he parted the seas
they call the stupid on the
i'm in the studio with stoupe
i'm unusually loose in a movie role with true
we all got a history of violence on the record
this lady take the stand and my record's playing in the court like a reggae band
i test dames' gag reflexes
stab em breathless without grabbing breakfast
you're lower than a flat when i'm reaching with a spare
you could never fucking test the god
the kickback of the smith and wesson hard
i love to think that you a devil for ingesting lard
that's a part of every lesson that he sent the father
vinnie never claimed to be a prophet
me and my seven mac 11's have a special bond
same bond when the koran give me a special calm
i wave the motherfucking ratchet like it's desert storm
and use it so i can detach you from your legs and arms
i'm the one who's reinventing the steel
the one who took the art of rhyming
my spit game like a neurotoxin
they call me blood 'n guts warrior
it's nothing anything or anyone could do to stop em
even attempting it's a foolish option
anyone who try to disrespect my crew
and tell the rest of the puerto ricans bring the tools and em
bury them and the aryans that carried them
scared that humanitarians
tear their young from them
punt them into kingdom come's conundrum
summons him from the stomach of a sunless dungeon
make the chump to become consumption
the despair of the populous
get your fill of i'll-gotten goddesses
drill them with a modest amount of bottomless promises
turn the water scarlet red
let it turn from the faucet heads
get to little trails in the carpet threads
have em adamantly smack on the architect