Vinnie Paz - Sicilian Bull lyrics
[Vinnie Paz - Sicilian Bull lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, one-two!
Yeah, yeah, one-two! Haha!
Yeah, Papo Andy forever! A'ight - yeah!
You don't want Vinnie to pop the
Trunk 'cause it's under there
The snakes is venomous so be wary
What's in the jungle here
It's Unga-Bunga's here
You'll be trapped inside of a bunker here
You in the gutter where you'll
Be pissin' inside your underwear
You suddenly become aware of all
Of the blood that's here shovels here
Coco liquor up inside the Tupperware
We makin' supper here
Take your Wallys and your other pairs
It's undercovers there
And a couple of drunken Russians there
A tons of guns appear
And it's cartridges in abundance here
It's mafuckas armed to the teeth
It's like we the Bundeswehr
We took a tunnel there
To the sewer it wasn't traceable
The blicky go up under your chin
And blow out your nasal roof
The best hustle
The neck muscles is like a Saber tooth
The Tec touch you
The TEC cut through while we raise your roof
We standin' on the top of Olympus
What did you say to Zeus?
The body count pilin', we
Wildin', it's not debatable, yeah!
My commission, sit at the table
Like the last supper, fucker
We unholy, sharp razor
Full bloodied money maker where ever we at
We keep the blicks right there
My commission, sit at the table
Like the last supper, fucker
We unholy, sharp razor
Full bloodied money maker where ever we at
We keep the blicks right there
This a Gucci satchel, ahki
It's made from a fuckin' alligator
Frank Sheeran shooters'll murk and suck
On a Now & Later take a pile of data
Distribute it to the allocator
Runnin' foul on nature
Laboratories and calibrators
Sawed shotty got a nickname
And it's The Evaporator
Take it back to pages and
El Dorado's and activators
My collaborators is piled inside
Of an abdicator
He don't wanna brawl, he don't want a war
He a trap devador
Trips down south and we goin'
Down to Atlanta later
Needles and a bone saw
Homie I'm the reanimator
Parody young powerful socca pan updater
Yoppa drain ya bodily fluids
Like it's an aspirator
Thoughts is all deadly
They desecratin' the scrap of paper
Agitator, shotty will spin him like
He a barrel maker
Fortress roll-by's reactivated eradicator
Pistol Gang pop 'em and drop
'em in the volcanic crater yeah!
My commission, sit at the table
Like the last supper, fucker
We unholy, sharp razor
Full bloodied money maker whereever we at
We keep the blicks right there
My commission, sit at the table
Like the last supper, fucker
We unholy, sharp razor
Full bloodied money maker where ever we at
We keep the blicks right there
Yeah, yeah, one-two! Haha!
Yeah, Papo Andy forever! A'ight - yeah!
You don't want Vinnie to pop the
Trunk 'cause it's under there
The snakes is venomous so be wary
What's in the jungle here
It's Unga-Bunga's here
You'll be trapped inside of a bunker here
You in the gutter where you'll
Be pissin' inside your underwear
You suddenly become aware of all
Of the blood that's here shovels here
Coco liquor up inside the Tupperware
We makin' supper here
Take your Wallys and your other pairs
It's undercovers there
And a couple of drunken Russians there
A tons of guns appear
And it's cartridges in abundance here
It's mafuckas armed to the teeth
It's like we the Bundeswehr
We took a tunnel there
To the sewer it wasn't traceable
The blicky go up under your chin
And blow out your nasal roof
The best hustle
The neck muscles is like a Saber tooth
The Tec touch you
The TEC cut through while we raise your roof
We standin' on the top of Olympus
What did you say to Zeus?
The body count pilin', we
Wildin', it's not debatable, yeah!
My commission, sit at the table
Like the last supper, fucker
We unholy, sharp razor
Full bloodied money maker where ever we at
We keep the blicks right there
My commission, sit at the table
Like the last supper, fucker
We unholy, sharp razor
Full bloodied money maker where ever we at
We keep the blicks right there
This a Gucci satchel, ahki
It's made from a fuckin' alligator
Frank Sheeran shooters'll murk and suck
On a Now & Later take a pile of data
Distribute it to the allocator
Runnin' foul on nature
Laboratories and calibrators
Sawed shotty got a nickname
And it's The Evaporator
Take it back to pages and
El Dorado's and activators
My collaborators is piled inside
Of an abdicator
He don't wanna brawl, he don't want a war
He a trap devador
Trips down south and we goin'
Down to Atlanta later
Needles and a bone saw
Homie I'm the reanimator
Parody young powerful socca pan updater
Yoppa drain ya bodily fluids
Like it's an aspirator
Thoughts is all deadly
They desecratin' the scrap of paper
Agitator, shotty will spin him like
He a barrel maker
Fortress roll-by's reactivated eradicator
Pistol Gang pop 'em and drop
'em in the volcanic crater yeah!
My commission, sit at the table
Like the last supper, fucker
We unholy, sharp razor
Full bloodied money maker whereever we at
We keep the blicks right there
My commission, sit at the table
Like the last supper, fucker
We unholy, sharp razor
Full bloodied money maker where ever we at
We keep the blicks right there