Vinnie Paz, Demoz - Bodysnatchers lyrics

Yeah hAHAHAHAHA!
Official Pistol Gang!
Vinnie Paz, Louie Doggs odrama Vin Laden
Demoz grim Reaperz
Bodybag Music Crew
DJ Eclipse, what up, baby?
La Coka, Bill, Slaine, Danny Boy
Yo, Everlast, what up, cuzzo? Listen

A rebel that yell
Take you through the levels of Hell
Take your commissary pussy like
It settled in jail i’m a heavyweight
Vinnie don’t need to get on a scale
A man of God, but usually the Devil prevails
I don’t work
All y’all motherfuckers work for me
I love death
You motherfuckers get murked for free
I don’t follow trends
I just do what work for me
I don’t live on Earth
The motherfucking Earth in me
Louie Doggs don’t relate to y’all
Cause I’m a godly creature
I chop a motherfucking brick
Like a karate teacher
I wouldn’t call what you doing sick
You just got a fever
I have my mother’s heart and
I have my father’s features
Yeah, you know I got the hammer in the jeans
And more white shit than
In the Canada latrines (BLRATT)
I go bananas for the cream
I don’t have a moral fiber, Vinnie
Take your Nana for her cream, yeah

HAHAHA! BLRATT! Yo, D, where you at, baby?
We want it all, nigga official Pistol Gang!
Official Pistol, nigga
We mobbin' on you motherfuckers!
Hottest mothafuckin' mixtape, hands down
Yo, D! Wassup, nigga?
Take these mothafuckas to war, cousin!
I gotchu, nigga yeah!

Niggas rapping but they comical, it’s logical
They overrated hating so I cut
Them like a dominoes
Box of pizza fuck the perpetrating hospital
When nurses race in
Running niggas over in a hearse with Satan
Squash a nigga and his baby chorus
His more collaboration with
Commercial rap and if you pay me for it
So fuck the BS I’m the hardest
I’ll walk in Philly with a philly
Selling niggas CDs yelling garbage
Pardon me, that’s just my sense of humour
Look I’m intense, I’m making sense
You niggas sense try and spread your rumours
Basically I’m trying to make it happen
Scheming I can make it rapping
Stay away from niggas who relate to acting
It’s nothing personal, I take your money
Spend it on your bitch, call you a bitch
And tell you pussy try and take it from me
It’s funny how a motherfucking bitch change
Bitch get changed
It’s nothing if she sniff ‘caine
And turn crazy, sell her own soul
Her own baby
All over this gravy, it’s all over it’s shady
How the world turns and it’s
All over this money it’s funny
Next thing you know you all over your money
With your face out, brains bleeding
Your dame leaving with the next man
Plan A to the bling scheming
On your life savings
Like praying they might saving em
From his life wasting
All over his wife patience
I don’t like hatred
But if you can do it to me I’mma do it to you
Give a fuck if you beautiful
What your booty can do
Your pussy’s tight, titties big
Bitch whoopty dee doo
I got a bundle on your head
To kill you and your crew
Got so much they don’t like you
Mind you bullets fly through your head
They gonna find you
Blind you with red beams
Bury you cockroaches
Chicks can get it too so
Baby do not approach us
I’m a sick being, stick me in a rap cipher
I’m a light lighter hairspray
Em and burn biters
Yo, D! Yo, you just caught
A body on these muhfuckers, cuzzo
Yo, word to Allah, this the bodysnatchers
This the return of the bodysnatchers!
Official Pistol Gang, baby
Jay Rock, all my muhfuckas!
Yo, Jus Allah, Outerspace
Reef The Lost Cauze, oG filthy Rich
We punchin' muhfuckas in the
Face for breathin', baby
Bodysnatchin' catchin' bodies! HAHAHAHAHA