weapon of unholy wrath
Singer:jedi mind tricks
this the official pistol gang
i just punch you in the face for nothing
and all my grown new york brothers be gunning?
me and jus sat together on the park bench
and said if it wasn't money then it was nonsense
keep steadily finding ways to stay better
anyway you wanna put it butcher
you looking like eddie in delirious
you arguing over who the bestest but it's me though
i'm arguing over who was better ozzy and dio
mel gibson a racist and rick ross is a co
honestly it's my everything
honestly it's my everything
honestly it's my everything
honestly it's my everything
yo there's more to life than guns and pleasure
it's just till i find something better
but i ain't ever gonna find a trunk of sunken treasure
not a fucking double-major
i love being with slug-traders and drug-takers
we ain't trying to just have gas and fast food
i'm with high rollers and pistol holders
gotta stay away from eye-rollers and whistle-blowers
if i ever come in contact with them motherfuckers
contact a couple bloodsuckers and shovellers
i'm filled with the hate of jihadists and mass-murderers
don't affiliate with pickpockets and cat burglars
all i got is money for the bars and starbucks
but why spend cash on snacks and sunchips?
when i can spend a stack on gats and gun clips
honestly it's my everything
honestly it's my everything
honestly it's my everything
honestly it's my everything