Young Zee, Vinnie Paz - Monkey Bars lyrics

I dig up hearse to Wallace's like
Archaeologists to parks where fossils is
I'm a Martian rhyming sith
I'm make a monster drip off the clip
Jump out of it climb on to a pirate ship
My rhymes is insane
Them silences why guys kill
They wife and kids i eat hybrid pigs
My rhyming hit's wetter than the vagina
Is on a Chinese bitch
I'm Michael Prince in '96 at rhyme events
Of Heineken's, I battle any guy he gets
Old men, even little kids nine and ten
And siamesе twins just with a knife on him
I walk into a lion's den
And come out with a brand
Nеw skin of tiger skin
It's like everyday I'm fighting men
'cause I'm wife
Like I was spiderman on Vicodin
I'm a Orangutan from Mars

This shit monkey bars yeah, Young
Yo Flu, salute this shit monkey bars, yeah
This shit monkey bars this shit monkey bars
This shit monkey bars this shit monkey bars

Yeah, look the MAC pop for the fast talker
(He invented that shit)
Homie, you knee-high to a grasshopper
(You muhfucka) i learned to shoot the
Blicky with my grandfather (yeah, Sicily)
Muhfuckas smokin' hizzy like a land
My older brother hit a lick
Inside a grand hopper (yeah, lick)
The bullets smaller but the can larger
Muhfuckas hate what they can't conquer (King)
You bein' pussy suttin' you can't alter
(You can't change that)
This dummy got a funny one
How you got no money when all
That you do is money talk?
(You broke muhfucka)
I will let the 720 bark
Muhfuckas runnin' for cover
Doin' a somersault (Ha ha ha)
This a message of survival (yeah)
Call the summoner
Put the message in a bottle
The weapon is colossal (You got the mop)
Dolche and Gabbana
The silencer on the nozzle (yeah)
Stupid!

This shit monkey bars this shit monkey bars

Yeah, Young! Welcome home, brotha!
Yeah, the Outs! Yo Flu, what up killa?
Yeah, Vinnie P
Pack Pistol Pazzy and all that
PPP, k'namsayin'? Official Pistol! Young Zee
Yeah, salute 'em fuckin' dummy!