Vinnie Paz, Outerspace, D-Tension - Pretty Little Whores lyrics

I'm like Jesus to you
Rapping to me is like breathing to you
In second nature but someone had
To teach it to you
The flow is hard like a Roman statue
I'm in the zone like Tony Rome holdin'
Chrome go in the back you
You're goin' one on one with Vinnie Paz
A chubby ghini with a mini
Mag gimme' henny slimmy bag
And that's why AOTP is tied sick
Cuz ya'll
Ya'll all overrated like Mike Vick
An ice pick through you're
Fuckin' frontal lobe
Jedi Mind and Outerspace about
To run the globe so you should be prepared
Cause' it's apocalyptic
I'll be the first one on the
Battlefield to cock a biscuit
You in on the statistic
Just a mother-fuckin crab rapper
Lyin' on the floor, why did I get stabbed
Rapper?
And ya'll are old enough to see Pingeon
It's Vinnie Pazienza with my
Mother fuckin cousin DTOP

We don't aim to please we in the
Squeeze just to break your knees
Leave you cryin' like a bitch if
You don't take it ease
Leave you dyin' like the snitch
Just to quick the ease
(All the pretty little whores)
I'd expect numerous nights, movin the mics
Adrenaline rush
Move to the left, move to the right
So much henny backstage I
Started losin' my sight
So don't run me up with no dumb shit
The fuel ignites, venomous spray
Sixteens headin' your way
And if I want you dead in
June you surrender in May
Black guys and black moons when
We enter the stage
These feral bones break forever
And forever decay
The catacomb could pretend that this
Couldn't weather the storm
I'm in the zone
Tough as leather where content is the swarm
If it's my home
It's whatever let the weapons be drawn
I let your dome be the
Center of a traitorous poan
Ya'll ain't close to clever
So watch your words
Or ya'll goin' to be exposed
Forever as a knocked-out herb
Ya'll fake pussy pomes
Ya'll got a lot of nerves
Open your mouths once again
You're gonna eat the curb fuck it

We don't aim to please
We in the squeeze just to break your knees
Leave you cryin' like a bitch if
You don't take it ease
Leave you dyin' like the snitch
Just to quick the ease
(All the pretty little whores) outerspace
Ya'll are like bitches, I talk vicious
Your walk switches and everything
You spit is foul my shit's ridiculous nigga
Every word disturbed from the
Hood to the 'burbs all my thoughts absurd
That's why we chalk up herbs
Every syllable makin' them pull
Their skirt up
Rhymes is like rims I poke 'em
Out into the curb up
Son, you better roll when I'm rappin'
Every of straight bullet you bitches
Are straight tap dancin'
We get it crackin' like coke
Back in the '70s
It's 2005 nigga, crack open the hennas now
We allowed to say and do whatever
So whenever you want it bring it nigga
We do it better
And the reason that I know you a prostitute
You snitched, sold your soul and it wasn't
For a lot of loot
I gotta boot and it fit in your ass
Truly you're as planetary
Put your flags at half mass

We don't aim to please
We in the squeeze just to break your knees
Leave you cryin' like a bitch if
You don't take it ease
Leave you dyin' like the snitch
Just to quick the ease
(All the pretty little whores)