
Mabuhay Gardens Vinnie Paz (Ft. Block McCloud)
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[Intro: Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, one-two
[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
This Kalashnikov, dead air, Wolverine silencer
Leave your body full of blood clots like an islander
The Springfield armory is long like a kilometer
The Koenigsegg Agera had the craziest odometer
This young boy spillin' blood here on the hood block
Papi like to cook rock, Joni missed Woodstock
He headed uptown and he lookin' for Mantequilla
This muhfucka's talkin', it sound like a Santería
I got a plug, but he kinda weird
I be with my ahkis and they all have Lou Albano beards
Everything marble, and Joselyn Grand Chandeliers
This is ammunition and it's Pancho Villa Bandoliers
We gon' put the squeeze on the work, it's a known leverage
This Four-Five gon' hit the spot like a cold beverage
The strap ravaging, it look like roux
Gimme room, muhfucka, lemme cook my food, toma!
[Hook: Block McCloud]
Man, the only thing I know for sure is that we're gonna die
You know that nothing's guaranteed
Except that we will rest in peace
So until that day I go to war and sing your lullaby
And I will rock your head to sleep, 'til I fulfill my destiny
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, one-two
[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
This Kalashnikov, dead air, Wolverine silencer
Leave your body full of blood clots like an islander
The Springfield armory is long like a kilometer
The Koenigsegg Agera had the craziest odometer
This young boy spillin' blood here on the hood block
Papi like to cook rock, Joni missed Woodstock
He headed uptown and he lookin' for Mantequilla
This muhfucka's talkin', it sound like a Santería
I got a plug, but he kinda weird
I be with my ahkis and they all have Lou Albano beards
Everything marble, and Joselyn Grand Chandeliers
This is ammunition and it's Pancho Villa Bandoliers
We gon' put the squeeze on the work, it's a known leverage
This Four-Five gon' hit the spot like a cold beverage
The strap ravaging, it look like roux
Gimme room, muhfucka, lemme cook my food, toma!
[Hook: Block McCloud]
Man, the only thing I know for sure is that we're gonna die
You know that nothing's guaranteed
Except that we will rest in peace
So until that day I go to war and sing your lullaby
And I will rock your head to sleep, 'til I fulfill my destiny
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