[Intro]
"Clips are fully loaded and then blood floods the lawn"
[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
It’s no quality on the mic that I don’t have
My hands punch through a rock like an Apollo jab
When I was young I used to follow dad
And watch how he would handle more beef than a McDonald’s ad
I’m from a time of Alpina glasses and Diadoras
Fuck around with me your family’s gonna need a florist
It’s no question who running rap 'cause we the rawest
Hit your head with the thunder clap, you see in Horus
I love my mother to death for giving birth to me
I ain’t even seeing red no more, it’s burgundy
All these bitches is just birds to me
And hearing of another dead cop quenches a thirst in me
Anything that is godly is the reverse of me
The home of Richard Ramirez is like a church to me
I keep a razor in my mouth, it's like a Certs to me
The way I cut your fucking face is like a surgery
[Chorus]
Nothing’s sacred anymore, take your last breath
What I am, what I want, I’m only after death
"Sons are born and guns are drawn
Clips are fully loaded and then blood floods the lawn"
Nothing’s sacred anymore, take your last breath
What I am, what I want, I’m only after death
"Is there life after death and if so where we go?"
"Clips are fully loaded and then blood floods the lawn"
[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
It’s no quality on the mic that I don’t have
My hands punch through a rock like an Apollo jab
When I was young I used to follow dad
And watch how he would handle more beef than a McDonald’s ad
I’m from a time of Alpina glasses and Diadoras
Fuck around with me your family’s gonna need a florist
It’s no question who running rap 'cause we the rawest
Hit your head with the thunder clap, you see in Horus
I love my mother to death for giving birth to me
I ain’t even seeing red no more, it’s burgundy
All these bitches is just birds to me
And hearing of another dead cop quenches a thirst in me
Anything that is godly is the reverse of me
The home of Richard Ramirez is like a church to me
I keep a razor in my mouth, it's like a Certs to me
The way I cut your fucking face is like a surgery
[Chorus]
Nothing’s sacred anymore, take your last breath
What I am, what I want, I’m only after death
"Sons are born and guns are drawn
Clips are fully loaded and then blood floods the lawn"
Nothing’s sacred anymore, take your last breath
What I am, what I want, I’m only after death
"Is there life after death and if so where we go?"
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