Vinnie Paz - Mossberg Solution lyrics
[Vinnie Paz - Mossberg Solution lyrics]
Much for these underclassmen
Fuck the lights, fuck the cameras
I want the action
I want in on anything that can get me money
For the root of evil watch how I get ugly
Completely famished
Hungry is an understatement
That’s real talk
My words they under investigation
I’m never hesitating
Too much time is wasting i ain’t half baked
My brain is never vegetating
Everybody wanna rap, gotta regulate em
Thou shall not spit in my presence
That is my legislation
Constant elevation, constant steady pacing
Deadly melodies, deadly combinations
MCs nowadays heavy population
Too many hard-looks
We gotta rock their face in
I ain’t no Indian, homie I’m a chief rocka
Goodfella capo, put you in a meat locker
We ain’t going nowhere
Locked and loaded in here
We controlling this here
All of our soldiers is near
We ain’t going nowhere
Locked and loaded in here
We controlling this here
All of our soldiers is near
December’s unholy so cherish the sun slowly
The pharaoh inside of a narrow grave
You can’t control me
If I die nobody hold me
My body would rather be lonely
My soul is in purgatory waiting
For Satan to scold me
If I had to go back into the old me
I’d be depressed and distraught from
All of the OE
I’d rather take a fucking shot of that Cognac
Y’all niggas is bottom feeders
The rest of y’all below that
Pharaoh clique man we deep like the Wu was
Or really like the Wu is but
We be the new buzz
A few drugs got you niggas all gassed up
MP3s are like M-16s after they pass us
Ask for us, Outerspace we salute y’all
Only fuck with fam cause y’all
Be acting all RuPaul my niggas rugged
We carry Louisville Sluggers
And we claiming outerspace
Ain’t a fucking soul above us nigga
We ain’t going nowhere
Locked and loaded in here
We controlling this here
All of our soldiers is near
We ain’t going nowhere
Locked and loaded in here
We controlling this here
All of our soldiers is near
I’ma do what I gotta do to get the gwap
And if it’s daylight and kids is
Out I wet they block young boys, no respect
They will get their pop
I’m a G, I’m polite, let me get that aunt
(you're a great grand god)
My head wrapped like the Iron Sheik
And the Desert E have your
Wig peeled like tires screeching
The bullet holes have you dying leaking
My beat’s savage
It speaks Spanish like I was Rican
Y’all last like y’all was culo
Son chill all of y’all grill like el a du yo
Guns big like they was sumo
Let em bang, I let em hang like they Arturo
(Blood and guts warrior baby)
I don’t call it haze, I call it smog
The drug is white girl and
I ain’t talking Lady Gag
Motherfucker I’m nice at mine
Y’all nice at yours?
The difference is like Nike
4s and Michael Kors