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Vinnie Paz

Vincenzo Luvineri (born October 5, 1977), better known as Vinnie Paz (formerly known as Ikon the Verbal Hologram), is an Italian-American rapper and the lyricist behind the Philadelphia underground hip hop group Jedi Mind Tricks. He is also the frontman of the hip hop supergroup Army of the Pharaohs. more »

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I don't give a f*ck about you
I don't give a f*ck about you

(Biggie Smalls) I don't give
A f*ck about you

(Biggie Smalls)
I don't give a f*ck about you
I'm not runnin'
I don't give a f*ck about you

I don't give a f*ck about you

(Biggie Smalls) I don't give
A f*ck about you i'm not runnin'

In '86 everyone was smokin' them OooWeez
I was in front of the mirror
And tryna be Cool C
Me and Chico was inseperable then
We would day dream about bein' legends again
'87 came but really, pa, shit ain't changed
We was playin Just-Ice and
Absorbin' his pain
It's the middle of the crack era
I ain't complain
There was money everywhere
It was part of the game
I was tryna write rhymes but
I knew they was wack
I was young and I was dumb
And I knew it was that
I heard Steady B rhyme and
I knew it was crack
See these records change everything
Crucial to that
It's the end of the 80s that's
When Chic moved to Cali my father died too
It was loneliness around me
It was hard tryna put all
Of this shit in perspective
And the only thing I had was my records

I seen so many men get blast and pass away
I had to say bye, bye, bye
I had to say bye, bye, bye
(I'm not runnin')
And all these pills I take
Can't make shit go away
I said nah, nah, nah
I had to say nah, nah, nah
(I'm not runnin')

The 90s came and I started drinkin' for the
First time, smokin' for my first time
Then I sniffed my first line
Chic came back from Cali and we was wildin'
13 bum rushin' Macys, we was violent
The pen game started gettin' a little better
Drinkin' 40z outside no matter the weather
But I was shy about the rhymin' and shit
I was timid
No one knew about the rhymin' and shit
I kept it to myself, pa
That's what I resign to
Then Chic would get drunk like
"Vinnie can out rhyme you"
And I ain't had no choice
It was battle or bitch
So I started choppin' heads and
I channeled and missed
I battled on a L and I battled on the block
And I battled in a cell and
I battled to the top
I battled a bunch of rappers
You would know right now
And I chopped they fuckin' heads
But you won't find out
But that got old quick
I started makin' tapes
The tapes turned to records and
The records turned to fate
But I'd still go back if I had that chance
It was simple then
I ain't have to do that dance

I seen so many men get blast and passed away
I had to say bye, bye, bye
I had to say bye, bye, bye
(I'm not runnin')
And all these pills I take
Can't make shit go away i say nah, nah, nah
I had to say nah, nah, nah
(I'm not runnin')

I don't give a f*ck about you
I don't give a f*ck about you
I'm not runnin'
I don't give a f*ck about you
I don't give a f*ck about you
I'm not runnin'

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