Outerspace and Vinnie Paz - Brute Force II
Once again, Vinnie P oS louis Dogs yeahMy nigga Stoupe
I put work in this game
Now I'm hurtin this game
Put a skirt on your dame
I'm a squirt up her frame
I'm a worsen the pain with
A verse that's insane
I'm a evil seed so the curse still remains
Sip the henney fuck the rock
Tricked Jenny from the block
With my dogs every day it's good
And plenty on the block
Hittin heavy when we rock
Aimin steady for the shot
We spaghetti up ya knot if you
Ain't ready call the cops
Guerilla warfare when we duct tape civilians
If the money's hard to earn then
We must take they children
Take a shot in the air let
Ya gun scrape the ceiling
You can ask T dub how
We lust hateful feelings
Don't pass mean mugs if you
Love to wake for livin
We some classy thugs with a
Grudge to make millions
We will smash ya mug
Won't budge it take millions
On some band and brother shit
With size we quake? I wanna rock (come on)
Roll (come on)
Ya'll wanna set it on the block (come on)
Rock (come on) roll (come on)
Come one, come on
The End is near, you can taste the ground
We can smell your fear
As the army puts you down
I got two sons a wife and a whip
And I'll never fuck ya chick
That's a trifling bitch
I rock New era fitted's and Timbs
And bring ya whole crew terror
Every time the record spins
Who wanna battle? I'm like an
Animal in the jungle
Double shots of henney humble
Still makin crew's crumble
Let's get it in
You fraudulent cats are still bitchin
You hate
I bang Jedi and eluded in one sittin
We from space to sun shape after one take
And I'm 100% and that was one of Puns greats
Too much you sweatin and bettin
Ya life one me
I'm trife homie, even worst with
A knife on me, quite raunchy
Heavy weighters
That make it high for heavy papers
If it come hot
If not then fuck it i ain't petty hater
Nigga we major, manufacture the wins often
You feel the breeze when I rap
Think it's the wind talking
I wanna rock (come on) roll (come on)
Ya'll wanna set it on the block (come on)
Rock (come on) roll (come on)
Come one, come on
Test me once, I'll take you out
You'll see the truth as the
Pharaohs put you down
Snake charmer, equal opportunity hate monger
I hold the weight in my
Straight left like H harver
Vinnie chop ya fuckin head
Cause his blade sharper
And every rhyme I fuckin spit
Is a grenade launcher
I'm an insane author, a nonhuman
Who studied the? test from John von Neumann
Something happens in my brain
When the guitar strum
Bitin me would be insane cause it scars lungs
These all guns, and I can handle em
You mean as much to me as uncle Sam and them
So I choose not to abuse telepathy
Cause it's dangerous like
The Soviets weaponry
Let's see whos next to me
Burn at the fuckin stake
Then I can throw the faggot
Urn in the fuckin lake
Give me a fuckin break you know what this is
Pazienza, outerspace cousin metaphysics
I wanna rock (come on) roll (come on)
Ya'll wanna set it on the block (come on)
Rock (come on) roll (come on)
Come one, come on
Test me once, I'll take you out
You'll see the truth as the
Pharaohs put you down
The end is near, you can taste the ground
We can smell your fear as
The Army put you down
Written by:
UNKNOWN WRITER, VINCENT LUVINER
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