Vinnie Paz - Yev Kassem lyrics

You just started rapping, muhfucker
Vinnie P a vet don't believe me yet? Well
This motherfucker will squeeze a TEC
How does a single one of y'all
That don't believe in sense
Twenty-five years of people saying
That he a threat i stayed away a while
I ain't thought you need it yet
Big guns come with principles
Sound like he in debt
The only time you mention my name
To say that he the best
This blood clot weed's got seeds
Like a Chia Pet and y'all don't want to
Be inside the precinct
Dirt bag bunkie gon' be telling
You what he think
Had to reevaluate a little bit and rethink
If I ain't trim the fat
From the beef, money, we sink
So duck when 'em hollow tips
Rip through the air a fully loaded magazine
The only shit that I share
And the boat tail hollow going
To rip through your gear
Every hour, every second, every minute
I swear yeah, my first record told you
I was the assassin out
So many that's rapping now
I need to cock it back and blaow
You the reason being whack and
Frail coming back in style
Cause one drop of my blood
Is dirtier than Pacquiao

Du-du-du-duu y'all don't want to push me
Y'all a bunch of pussies
One shot'll sit 'em down du-du-du-duu
Y'all a bunch of pussies
Y'all don't want to push me
Blood clot and spin around

This is real life, money, this is not a fad
Got some young boys that buck for
Me like a dollar cab
Drone strike all you muhfuckers
Like Obama mad you 'bout to take this life
End in Hell like Apollo had
Load the fucking hollow mag, hit in his attic
And my body only draped in magnificent fabric
Your bitch is a rabbit
The type to suck dick for the carats
What's your life like? How
You like living embarrassed
My pistol is lavish
It's like we've got a difficult marriage
Cause she don't like the way I use
Her when I spit at you savage
This bitch is just magic
Dum dum probably shook vinnie fat
But he fast if it's time to be book
I'm reminding you rook
Boxcutter talk with his hands
And if you like life
You gon' have to talk to your mans
You Padishah Emperor Shaddam
Lost to the sand this shit is simple, fam
Shit is goin' according to plan blam

Du-du-du-duu (ha ha ha ha ha)
Y'all don't want to push me
Y'all a bunch of pussies
One shot'll sit 'em down du-du-du-duu
Y'all a bunch of pussies
Y'all don't want to push me
Blood clot and spin around
Du-du-du-duu (yeah)
Y'all don't want to push me
Y'all a bunch of pussies
One shot'll sit 'em down du-du-du-duu
Y'all a bunch of pussies
Y'all don't want to push me
Blood clot and spin around

Yeah, Pack Pistol Pazzy! J-Zone, J-Zone
Official Pistol i'm the one you call when
You need that fly shit, pa
Yeah it's murder, baby