Geometry of Business Vinnie Paz (Ft. ILL BILL & Slaine)
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[Verse 1: Slaine]
Make room for the heavyweight villain with foul language
Formally known as low-class but now I’m distinguished
Hold that: corner to corner, no room for foreigners
Coroners performing their craft daily
There’s a war and it’s morbid
Twenty-four and it’s ease to close at his own wake
Our chest plates, filled with ice cold hearts that don’t break
Respect my G’s, fouls and rejects
Respect those bullets, bloody bullies battle for respect
Any cities up inside of this northeast corridor
We sported quarters of raw imported all from Florida
Now the whole block’s flooded with cut coke
We don’t stop leaving youngins gutted, it’s cut-throat
Sometimes I’m rolling dolo in a stolen polo
But I’m still true to my crew, I’m never going solo
All these cold winter nights that keep the ice in my blood
I’ll spill the guts out of this bitch and ditch a knife in the mud
[Chorus: Vinnie Paz]
It’s Pazienza, Coka, goon music, listen
Stick you for the only pot you got to piss in
Vinnie P put the key in the ignition
When we get back, Lord, we shine and glisten
It’s Pazienza, Coka, goon music, listen
Stick you for the only pot you got to piss in
Vinnie P put the key in the ignition
When we get back, Lord, we shine and glisten
Make room for the heavyweight villain with foul language
Formally known as low-class but now I’m distinguished
Hold that: corner to corner, no room for foreigners
Coroners performing their craft daily
There’s a war and it’s morbid
Twenty-four and it’s ease to close at his own wake
Our chest plates, filled with ice cold hearts that don’t break
Respect my G’s, fouls and rejects
Respect those bullets, bloody bullies battle for respect
Any cities up inside of this northeast corridor
We sported quarters of raw imported all from Florida
Now the whole block’s flooded with cut coke
We don’t stop leaving youngins gutted, it’s cut-throat
Sometimes I’m rolling dolo in a stolen polo
But I’m still true to my crew, I’m never going solo
All these cold winter nights that keep the ice in my blood
I’ll spill the guts out of this bitch and ditch a knife in the mud
[Chorus: Vinnie Paz]
It’s Pazienza, Coka, goon music, listen
Stick you for the only pot you got to piss in
Vinnie P put the key in the ignition
When we get back, Lord, we shine and glisten
It’s Pazienza, Coka, goon music, listen
Stick you for the only pot you got to piss in
Vinnie P put the key in the ignition
When we get back, Lord, we shine and glisten
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