[Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, Jedi Mind baby, como esto
Vinnie Paz, Vinnie got real, yeah yeah...
I'm like Musso Lini, I rule with a iron fist
I stab you in the bladder with a dagger and watch you die in piss
Cut inside your wrist, drink the blood money
And your face is the perfect place for a slug, money
You ain't a thug money, you all maggots
You like to chill and hold hands with faggots
You like to conduct yourself like a savage
You like the smell of males on your mattress
Cause that's established, I f**kin hate you
I hate your mother and father, because they made you
I hate the universe, because it create you
I hate everyone and anything that embrace you
Who f**kin raised you? You a f**kin disgrace!
And if you come around my way you get bucked in the face
Get a snap in your face
Writer(s): Vincent Luviner, Kevin Gorman Baldwin
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