Vinnie Paz - Cero Miedo lyrics
[Vinnie Paz - Cero Miedo lyrics]
Yeah, more lower yeah, one-two, more lower
One-two, yeah, look, yeah
Yeah, this dummy ask if
She can touch the jewelry get out my mitt
Your man is actin' like a fuckin' stoolie
Bury me in the golden urn
I'm The Last Tamuli
Y'all don't really want the fuckin'
Drama this is not kabuki
I squash fifty-seven y'all
While playin' racquetball
Maybe y'all is playin' Dragon
Ball and sniffin' Adderall
The cuete little but it splash
'em like a cannonball
Sanskrit and Mushika Dynasty it canon, all
You playin' by the basement while
I play the corner
I like a massive body count and
Have my things in order
I rob Peter to pay Paul
Just to pay the pauper
I have my Jewish lawyer there so
He could gauge the offer
A semi Costa Rican shooter out
To plug the hellion
The mic in my face outside
The court like Doug Llewelyn
You tryna go to war
With somebody who Machiavellian
You tryna to go to war with
Someone who a black Sicilian
Shots gon' fly-y-y ya better get lo-o-ow
Ya wanna ask why-y-y
Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo) shots gon' fly-y-y
Ya better get lo-o-ow ya wanna ask why-y-y
Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo)
Yeah, look, yeah
Divine hands serve the blind
Man like Lazarillo
Shells coverin' his body like an armadillo
I got some Salvatrucha bangin'
Out in Amarillo it's hard to grasp, ahki
Why you tryin' to palm a minnow?
I'll have my lawyer eat the case
Like he was Bob Shapiro
The ox bloody, it'll cut you like a Masahiro
Goretex military how we rock apparel
This a murder archetype that's why
I shot the sparrow we ain't the same, ahki
We a different cell type
Goofy's gon' fall for the
Banana in the tailpipe
Doing 2301 is how you earn your jail stripes
I can smell a rat and
Muhfucka you don't smell right
Them jack boys lookin' sloppy
Tryna retire Papi
'Cause motherfuckers here before
You like Passamaquoddy
Every bar is animated like it's Myazaki
Whatever live inside the body
Die inside the body toma!
Shots gon' fly-y-y (Ha ha ha ha ha)
Ya better get lo-o-ow (Hijo de puta)
Ya wanna ask why-y-y (yeah! Stallone, salute)
Ya mama cry no-o-o
(Woo, Chinaski Black, salute)
Shots gon' fly-y-y ya better get lo-o-ow
Ya wanna ask why-y-y
Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo)
One-two, yeah, look, yeah
Yeah, this dummy ask if
She can touch the jewelry get out my mitt
Your man is actin' like a fuckin' stoolie
Bury me in the golden urn
I'm The Last Tamuli
Y'all don't really want the fuckin'
Drama this is not kabuki
I squash fifty-seven y'all
While playin' racquetball
Maybe y'all is playin' Dragon
Ball and sniffin' Adderall
The cuete little but it splash
'em like a cannonball
Sanskrit and Mushika Dynasty it canon, all
You playin' by the basement while
I play the corner
I like a massive body count and
Have my things in order
I rob Peter to pay Paul
Just to pay the pauper
I have my Jewish lawyer there so
He could gauge the offer
A semi Costa Rican shooter out
To plug the hellion
The mic in my face outside
The court like Doug Llewelyn
You tryna go to war
With somebody who Machiavellian
You tryna to go to war with
Someone who a black Sicilian
Shots gon' fly-y-y ya better get lo-o-ow
Ya wanna ask why-y-y
Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo) shots gon' fly-y-y
Ya better get lo-o-ow ya wanna ask why-y-y
Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo)
Yeah, look, yeah
Divine hands serve the blind
Man like Lazarillo
Shells coverin' his body like an armadillo
I got some Salvatrucha bangin'
Out in Amarillo it's hard to grasp, ahki
Why you tryin' to palm a minnow?
I'll have my lawyer eat the case
Like he was Bob Shapiro
The ox bloody, it'll cut you like a Masahiro
Goretex military how we rock apparel
This a murder archetype that's why
I shot the sparrow we ain't the same, ahki
We a different cell type
Goofy's gon' fall for the
Banana in the tailpipe
Doing 2301 is how you earn your jail stripes
I can smell a rat and
Muhfucka you don't smell right
Them jack boys lookin' sloppy
Tryna retire Papi
'Cause motherfuckers here before
You like Passamaquoddy
Every bar is animated like it's Myazaki
Whatever live inside the body
Die inside the body toma!
Shots gon' fly-y-y (Ha ha ha ha ha)
Ya better get lo-o-ow (Hijo de puta)
Ya wanna ask why-y-y (yeah! Stallone, salute)
Ya mama cry no-o-o
(Woo, Chinaski Black, salute)
Shots gon' fly-y-y ya better get lo-o-ow
Ya wanna ask why-y-y
Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo)