Vinnie Paz, Ghostface Killah - Herringbone lyrics

We were on a mission
Trying to go gun somebody down
I got like three feet behind him
And I guess he felt somebody behind him
And when he flinched to look back I shot him
I shot him right in the face
I seen his whole jaw just, fly
Just his teeth were on the sidewalk

Yo, a yo, it's Denny, Staten Island
Slang therapist
Local gemologist, back like Apollo Kids
Brutal, stir a nigga brain like
A cup of noodle tony Picasso didn't shit
But a little doodle
Goo-goo face, keep my new boo laced
Screaming out, "More bass"
Spazzing on tour dates
Ding donging bitches flicking they pussy lips
French vanilla butter pecan
I call 'em sugar tit's
Palming they ass, one finger in the stinker
Forty pound herringbone chain
Without a kinker
Minger, my fur got stashed by some chambers
Barracuda grip, big stones is in my banger
El Chapo, guns more rockier than mountain
Stopped the James Bond van and
Piss in the fountains we out

The only motherfucker that's thought of
Like he a mystical it's criminal
The way that he slaughter all of the physical
Horror is not predictable
Honor is not a ritual
It's Hell up in Harlem when
They shot him in 1962
The nine is lifting you to a higher body
Celestial the pistol do the damage
No matter what the medicinal
Hiding behind municipal
Got inside the invincible
I tried to find a rhyme that
Can silence the higher sentinel
You added to the violence
The violence is my monopoly
Feed 'em to the assassin
Then smash 'em like he was pottery
Slash 'em with the isosceles
Haram passed me the Wallabees
I'll take the Glock and flee
After robbing 'em like democracy
How could you be honoring the fallen father
The harbinger the foreigner of everything
Holy call me the conqueror
The room darkener, I'm the toolie toter
The carpenter
The God philosopher, it's the holy mountain
The sorcerer muerte