Vinnie Paz, CZARFACE, Cappadonna - Shoguns lyrics
CZARFACE
[Vinnie Paz, CZARFACE, Cappadonna - Shoguns lyrics]
"I've seen 357s i've seen 12-gauge
Shotguns i've seen 12-gauge
Um, pumps, eight-shooters i've seen
Um 45, um
Military special with clip on the street"
"I've seen hand grenades
I've seen beer beer-can, beer-can bazookas
Made damn things hit you
It's just just as getting hit with a gun"
I spit it like eight AKs
Murder verse spray first
Birds circle when they say they names
Announce 'em dead, count the heads
Write raps with an ounce of lead
Hid all the master bread
Making sure the hounds are fed
I'm the pterodactyl striking fear in so many
Salute to the finest
You in the company of royalty
Sir I, your highness
I can tell you about stackin' a grip
Out in Paris with the baddest bitch
Sittin' at a fashion event
Went from street life to neon lights
Don P on ice
Never free on mics
Wuuuuu
I've seen all this you'd be surprised man
Pretty soon they're gonna steal
The damn atom bomb
(Esoteric) Indiana Jones
Fuck these snakes to tame
It's like the NBA
Too many fakes in the game
Now why is that Deck?
The cake's to blame
In the end I would play it the same
To be for real that's the day it changed
They hate it from the day I came
(Esoteric) so lame
Jealous One's Envy then they
Fold like paper planes
I aim and deliver to their
Brain and their liver
And I bang out that literature
Ain't no one sicker than I or us
We're fly we're wise you ride the bus
We're diamonds in the rough
Industry we don't trust
We rally troops, rock mics and get loose
And for ya'll didn't bless the youth
(Esoteric) that's the truth
Cap
Cappadonna mind twist flows and mega-charm
Hong Kong style that'll break ya man's arm
I'm good with this mic, that's word is bond
You a sucka MC
I'm gonna have to sound this alarm
Punks lust over my queen and
It's hard to get it yo you snitched on Don
Told the world I did it
Yeah your arms is too short to box with God
Compared to the king you just another retard
My style come in threes like tic tac-toe
And every time you see me
I'm gettin' that dough
And I know a hundred rappers that
Want to be like me
I hate all y'all niggas so I sent my wifey
It's the angel of rap
Yeah straight from heaven
I fly cherry head niggas like 9-11
If I don't bust you
Yeah nigga my man's gonna touch you
What you gonna do with a Don like this?
Islam righteous, the god on his deen
Move D, motherfucker, D, Radio Raheem
Idi Amin, I kill needy for the cream
See I'm pristine
It's real needy for the team
The most powerful piece in chess is the queen
The most powerful peace in death is the dream
I don't want to say that I'm
The best but I'm king
I don't want to leave a
Fucking mess at the scene
Put holes in your body like
The flesh of a fiend
Gold Maserati and my neck full of gleam
The first half ill and the rest is obscene
A herb stand still when I'm
Vexed 'cause I'm mean
My mama crib stocked with the best gudagine
The four-fifth cocked
It's a Glock with a beam
Upper echelon rhyme, rock to a fiend
Cut your fuckin' spine on the dime, nahmean?
Stupid!
HAHAHAHAHHA! Yeah, Boxcutter Pazzy, yeah
Czarface philly to Boston
Then back down to New York
Staten Island, Beantown, South Philly
Rebel I, Esoteric, 7L, Pazienza
Fuckin' cherry head rapper! HAHAHAHAHA!
Yeah, Boxcutter Pazzy!
"I've seen 22 zip-guns i've seen 38
Zip-guns i've seen I'll tell you
There's about things you think you'd
Never see on the
Street I've seen i've seen
Dynamite on the street"
Shotguns i've seen 12-gauge
Um, pumps, eight-shooters i've seen
Um 45, um
Military special with clip on the street"
"I've seen hand grenades
I've seen beer beer-can, beer-can bazookas
Made damn things hit you
It's just just as getting hit with a gun"
I spit it like eight AKs
Murder verse spray first
Birds circle when they say they names
Announce 'em dead, count the heads
Write raps with an ounce of lead
Hid all the master bread
Making sure the hounds are fed
I'm the pterodactyl striking fear in so many
Salute to the finest
You in the company of royalty
Sir I, your highness
I can tell you about stackin' a grip
Out in Paris with the baddest bitch
Sittin' at a fashion event
Went from street life to neon lights
Don P on ice
Never free on mics
Wuuuuu
I've seen all this you'd be surprised man
Pretty soon they're gonna steal
The damn atom bomb
(Esoteric) Indiana Jones
Fuck these snakes to tame
It's like the NBA
Too many fakes in the game
Now why is that Deck?
The cake's to blame
In the end I would play it the same
To be for real that's the day it changed
They hate it from the day I came
(Esoteric) so lame
Jealous One's Envy then they
Fold like paper planes
I aim and deliver to their
Brain and their liver
And I bang out that literature
Ain't no one sicker than I or us
We're fly we're wise you ride the bus
We're diamonds in the rough
Industry we don't trust
We rally troops, rock mics and get loose
And for ya'll didn't bless the youth
(Esoteric) that's the truth
Cap
Cappadonna mind twist flows and mega-charm
Hong Kong style that'll break ya man's arm
I'm good with this mic, that's word is bond
You a sucka MC
I'm gonna have to sound this alarm
Punks lust over my queen and
It's hard to get it yo you snitched on Don
Told the world I did it
Yeah your arms is too short to box with God
Compared to the king you just another retard
My style come in threes like tic tac-toe
And every time you see me
I'm gettin' that dough
And I know a hundred rappers that
Want to be like me
I hate all y'all niggas so I sent my wifey
It's the angel of rap
Yeah straight from heaven
I fly cherry head niggas like 9-11
If I don't bust you
Yeah nigga my man's gonna touch you
What you gonna do with a Don like this?
Islam righteous, the god on his deen
Move D, motherfucker, D, Radio Raheem
Idi Amin, I kill needy for the cream
See I'm pristine
It's real needy for the team
The most powerful piece in chess is the queen
The most powerful peace in death is the dream
I don't want to say that I'm
The best but I'm king
I don't want to leave a
Fucking mess at the scene
Put holes in your body like
The flesh of a fiend
Gold Maserati and my neck full of gleam
The first half ill and the rest is obscene
A herb stand still when I'm
Vexed 'cause I'm mean
My mama crib stocked with the best gudagine
The four-fifth cocked
It's a Glock with a beam
Upper echelon rhyme, rock to a fiend
Cut your fuckin' spine on the dime, nahmean?
Stupid!
HAHAHAHAHHA! Yeah, Boxcutter Pazzy, yeah
Czarface philly to Boston
Then back down to New York
Staten Island, Beantown, South Philly
Rebel I, Esoteric, 7L, Pazienza
Fuckin' cherry head rapper! HAHAHAHAHA!
Yeah, Boxcutter Pazzy!
"I've seen 22 zip-guns i've seen 38
Zip-guns i've seen I'll tell you
There's about things you think you'd
Never see on the
Street I've seen i've seen
Dynamite on the street"