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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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Step in the ring and I'll break yo
Ass up cuz I don't play clown

Yeah (hahaha) yeah, yeah
A'ight, yeah
I'm gettin tired of destroying his hopes
But my back against the wall
Like Floyd on the ropes
This a 300 Blackout toyin' with Ghost
Take a big metal spoon if you boliin' dopes
(boilin' dopes)
This yoppa gone tear apart his entrails
Send kites tryna get this mail
Like we pen pals
Break a motherfucker like Gore
Akhi with windmills
Forbear twelve Arabian tribes Ishmael
Your girl I stepped on watered
Down like skim milk
Nothing here stepped on part of
This is fish scale
There's several ways you can honor the vet
And if you wanna talk to me
You gonna talk with respect
I wish you dumb muhfuckas didn't
Do what you done
Bunch of Voletta Wallace's that's
Losing a son i'm done with you dirtbags you
Gone sing for the State
And tell ya shorty she a thot
And to bring me a plate, stupid

You nothing you nothing
How dare you? How dare you?
You will never be anything you nothing
You nothing how dare you?
How dare you?
You will never be anything, SUCKA!

Yeah this muhfucka like a joke of the town
What you laughin' for you in the
Same boat when it drown i'ma chill
I'ma have a little Coke with the Crown
Coke by the ounce
Money movin' dope by the pound
How you gonna let a veteran starve
And the timer's running out you
Better get on ya job
Put the microdots in and just let it dissolve
You will never find a shooter
With a better resolve i'm just tired of you
Muhfuckas matter of fact
I'ma let this Bulldog bark that'll be that
(dat dat dat dat dat dat dat)
You ain't gettin' nada gimme
My collateral back
This is Gucci it was several
Thousand mackerels for that
Everything can change for you one
Slip of the tongue
And the bigger that the chopper
Then the bigger the drum
On my lap is a pistol gripped pump
You a bitch you about to
Be a pistol whipped punk

You nothing you nothing
How dare you? How dare you?
You will never be anything you nothing
You nothing how dare you?
How dare you?
You will never be anything, SUCKA! You suck
You're a no talent
If you really had talent go practice
And then get yourself a gig
Instead of ruining the end of the
Day for everybody down here you disgrace
You're everything that has gone
Wrong in this world
You're a self consumed, no talent
Mediocre piece of shit and I've earned
My right to say it who the f*ck are you?
You nothing you nothing
You are nothing and you
Will never be anything, never
How dare you? How dare you?
You miserable, mediocre, NOTHING!

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