Vinnie Paz - Cheesesteaks lyrics
[Vinnie Paz - Cheesesteaks lyrics]
Yeah! Yo Les, what up baby?
Corona Queens to Pennsylvania
What's the word, pana? Yahmean?
Vinnie Paz
Psycho Les, Beatnuts, JuJu, what up baby?
Listen
A knife in my palm
Sharper than a sniper in 'Nam
Righteous Islam
Hypocrite that fight to be calm
My life is just torn, bipolar, icy and warm
My life in a song
The reason why the Vicodin gone
A bison is born, Army of God, Michael is born
The Uranium fission secret of
The hydrogen bomb the Bible is gone
Y'all are watching a Viking perform
And the nine milli' loud
So the silencer's drawn
I'm live from the war
I don't believe in crying at all
I'm a manic-depressive
Never get excited at all i'ma live forever
Don't believe in dying at all
I was born peaceful
I was never violent at all
Then my father died
That was like a knife through my core
Any love I had inside me not alive anymore
Lion of War, Joseph Dredd, I am the law
I'm the reason faggot rappers
Can't thrive anymore yeah!
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
Who the fuck I be, it's me (Boxcutter Pazzy)
Focus on what has to be done
Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
Who the fuck I be, it's me (Boxcutter Pazzy)
Focus on what has to be done
Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
My lil' man'll blow your face off
I flatten out bodies
I ain't talkin' 'bout a race horse
Murder every rapper then I break off
Scheming on this motherfucking money
Bern Madoff (I'm robbing you motherfuckers)
Y'all was always pussies so stay soft
The only time beef is mentioned around
Me is for steak sauce
I work harder than y'all, it's no days off
The knife work scratch and cut
You up like Main Source
My fam walk around with hawks on 'em
Big motherfuckers, infrared dots on 'em
And ain't a motherfucker that
Can box with 'em
Razor under the tongue and keep
An ox with 'em
Hardbody rap, God of the Serengeti
I'm a sinner
I'm the God of the seven deadly
Everything I do hard and it's legendary
I spit sixteen bars and you dead and buried
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
Who the fuck I be, it's me (Boxcutter Pazzy)
Focus on what has to be done
Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
Who the fuck I be, it's me (Boxcutter Pazzy)
Focus on what has to be done
Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
Who the fuck I be, it's me (Boxcutter Pazzy)
Focus on what has to be done
Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
Who the fuck I be, it's me (Boxcutter Pazzy)
Focus on what has to be done
Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
Cocksucker! Odrama Vin Laden!
What up, hermano? Boxcutter Pazzy! HAHAHA!
Official Pistol Gang! It's murder, baby
HAHAHAHA!
Corona Queens to Pennsylvania
What's the word, pana? Yahmean?
Vinnie Paz
Psycho Les, Beatnuts, JuJu, what up baby?
Listen
A knife in my palm
Sharper than a sniper in 'Nam
Righteous Islam
Hypocrite that fight to be calm
My life is just torn, bipolar, icy and warm
My life in a song
The reason why the Vicodin gone
A bison is born, Army of God, Michael is born
The Uranium fission secret of
The hydrogen bomb the Bible is gone
Y'all are watching a Viking perform
And the nine milli' loud
So the silencer's drawn
I'm live from the war
I don't believe in crying at all
I'm a manic-depressive
Never get excited at all i'ma live forever
Don't believe in dying at all
I was born peaceful
I was never violent at all
Then my father died
That was like a knife through my core
Any love I had inside me not alive anymore
Lion of War, Joseph Dredd, I am the law
I'm the reason faggot rappers
Can't thrive anymore yeah!
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
Who the fuck I be, it's me (Boxcutter Pazzy)
Focus on what has to be done
Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
Who the fuck I be, it's me (Boxcutter Pazzy)
Focus on what has to be done
Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
My lil' man'll blow your face off
I flatten out bodies
I ain't talkin' 'bout a race horse
Murder every rapper then I break off
Scheming on this motherfucking money
Bern Madoff (I'm robbing you motherfuckers)
Y'all was always pussies so stay soft
The only time beef is mentioned around
Me is for steak sauce
I work harder than y'all, it's no days off
The knife work scratch and cut
You up like Main Source
My fam walk around with hawks on 'em
Big motherfuckers, infrared dots on 'em
And ain't a motherfucker that
Can box with 'em
Razor under the tongue and keep
An ox with 'em
Hardbody rap, God of the Serengeti
I'm a sinner
I'm the God of the seven deadly
Everything I do hard and it's legendary
I spit sixteen bars and you dead and buried
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
Who the fuck I be, it's me (Boxcutter Pazzy)
Focus on what has to be done
Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
Who the fuck I be, it's me (Boxcutter Pazzy)
Focus on what has to be done
Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
Who the fuck I be, it's me (Boxcutter Pazzy)
Focus on what has to be done
Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
Who the fuck I be, it's me (Boxcutter Pazzy)
Focus on what has to be done
Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
Cocksucker! Odrama Vin Laden!
What up, hermano? Boxcutter Pazzy! HAHAHA!
Official Pistol Gang! It's murder, baby
HAHAHAHA!