Rittz, Vinnie Paz - Keep It Like That lyrics

Abracadabra, I sit on his knee presto Chango
And now he is me hocus Pocus
We take her to bed magic is fun we're dead

Go follow me so we can travel back
Before I started rappin fast and one
These rappers try to battle rap
Sneak dissin me? I'm not the
Punchin bag to jab i might respond
I might decide to come shoot
Up your bachelor pad don't cut yourself
Your compass filled with sharks
And shattered glass
I see you actin hard, I had to laugh
It cracks me up so bad I gasp for breath
I suggest you take your ass to actin class
Your posin like them hoes do in
A fashion ad for Maxim mag
You actually have an ego?
Who filled your head with
Natural gas? Your people?
I know supposedly they have your back
But when the police flashed their badge
They snitched and then confessing
Like the show on
HBO with hidden cameras in the taxi Cab
Snatch and grab your chain
And snap your clasp, go back to braggin
This time I'm mad
I'll smash your shell in half
Like I was crackin Kraft
You like a rabbit in a magic hat
I'll disappear you after that
Come back up here like
Nothing tragic happened bad
The shit you rappin trash so
After hackin you to pieces
Imma bury you beneath a patch
Of grass in plastic bags
Here come goodbye like Rascal Flats
That's the funeral song
For anyone who do me wrong
Make you a human voodoo doll and poke you up
Who just saw the smoke come
Out the dual exhaust?
You're coolin off leave you oozing, wounded
In a pool of blood
You had thought we ain't homies
We ain't used to talk
I never said that I was
Cool with yall mother fucker

Don't try to act like we was people
Just because I seem cool
You're fake and see through
Cuz we ain't even people like that, nah
Do you
I'll do me and we can keep it like that
Some rappers that I meet seem
To think that we're equal
Your shit is weak dude and we
Ain't even equal like that do you
I'll do me and we can keep it like that

Get hijacked when I rap
Like a commercial plane
I'm higher than Kurt Cobain
Inside of a Circle K
Where the doctors blurt my name
Man I'm certain that I heard it
Went outside and saw a guy inside
A Mercury emerging from the door he said
"I'm sorry to disturb you i'm just nervous
I'm a fan and I was hopin to
Converse with you and curse at you"
But, I'm just courteous he said, "I rap
I'm sure that if you heard it you would
Sign me can I rhyme?" I told him, "Sure
I'm in a hurry spit a 12, no spit a 30"
He took a breath and started
Man, I thought I heard the words before and I
Ain't into hurting peoples feelings
To discourage em
This guy just might deserve it told
Him, "Stop" he told me, "What you thought?"
I showed this guy no mercy, told him
"First thing
Your voice is so annoying that I
Feel like going back into
The store to get some Aspirin
Cuz my head is throbbing
The double time you're
Doing, you're destroying, shit was awful
Trying to copy Tech and Hopsin
That's the worst impression of them
My perception of you's ruined i
Would rather step in front
Of someone doin 100 then to keep you going
I'm glad I stopped you rappin ain't for you
I hope you graduated high school
My advice is never rhyme to any
Girl that say they like you"
But my advice to him went in one ear
The shit went right through
The other ear, he said
"My homies say I sound just like you
One day I'll have an album out
That you can buy on Itunes
And when I'm finally standing
Right beside you?"

Don't try to act like we was people
Just because I seem cool
You're fake and see through
Cuz we ain't even people like that, nah
Do you
I'll do me and we can keep it like that
Some rappers that I meet seem
To think that we're equal
Your shit is weak dude and we
Ain't even equal like that do you
I'll do me and we can keep it like that

Yeah, look, look
Pay homage, ahki, honor the great
You was raised by wolves and
That's an honest mistake
It was Sandinistas everywhere
The contras was fake this Mexican brujeria
I will conjure the snake
This AR-15 awkwardly loud
I was told spare the rod
Mean you spoil the child
See, the tree can't grow if the soil is foul
This a aura check, homie
I will honor the owl
The Hudson H9 put a halt like moratorium
It's burnt bodies everywhere
It's a crematorium
Study the past, I'm an authority, a historian
Last supper y'all'll be chantin'
Like the Gregorians
Lay a muhfucka down, face in the dirt
I'm a shooter
I will put your fuckin' face on a shirt
I got fetti, homie, massive amounts
He got hit with the 4-8
That's a half of a ounce toma!