Part 1
[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
I'm Pavarotti with a shotty
Move the Charlie while I'm still part of the Literati
The bricks is like Basmati, we chop 'em like they karate
My shorty draped in a saree like Saraswati
To make a long story short, I caught a body
This carajito couldn't embody what I embody
He rubs shoulders with Stalin like Togliatti
Burning pot was yellow and it look like Vanaspati
The Black Hills ammunition hotter than wasabi
I call Black Bannerz and I fly to Abu Dhabi
Scoop me at the ADI in the Maserati
Staring at a lithograph of Raja Ravi
In a courtroom cocky like I'm Gotti
It's over half a million bodies in Makati
I puff on Afghan like Shah Durrani
The bullets in the armory look like a hot tamale
[Verse 2: CRIMEAPPLE]
I'm riding in a bucket with the roman candles
Looking for your favorite rapper, rocking open sandals
Roll the window down, I'm throwing pólvora
Now your mami stressed, screaming out "Ojalá"
Squeezing in your mouth, no Orajel, send you all to hell
Shit still on a scale 'cause my mixtape doin' sorta well
I can still win a Cy Young the moment the pie come
Try some, you'll be Harlem shaking till your mind numb
Verses crack ounces of piff, I got all kind of dope
If I get low, fiends licking the baggy like an envelope
Labels ain't cutting a check, so I cop sarin gas
Garfield Thanksgiving Day Parade's how I'm airing cats
Wear a mask in October and every other holiday
Stock your face if I heard that he chopping base and got the papes
Run upon you, I already told you my blood is Goya
This spic take enough work to terrify a Trump supporter
Whoa!
[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
I'm Pavarotti with a shotty
Move the Charlie while I'm still part of the Literati
The bricks is like Basmati, we chop 'em like they karate
My shorty draped in a saree like Saraswati
To make a long story short, I caught a body
This carajito couldn't embody what I embody
He rubs shoulders with Stalin like Togliatti
Burning pot was yellow and it look like Vanaspati
The Black Hills ammunition hotter than wasabi
I call Black Bannerz and I fly to Abu Dhabi
Scoop me at the ADI in the Maserati
Staring at a lithograph of Raja Ravi
In a courtroom cocky like I'm Gotti
It's over half a million bodies in Makati
I puff on Afghan like Shah Durrani
The bullets in the armory look like a hot tamale
[Verse 2: CRIMEAPPLE]
I'm riding in a bucket with the roman candles
Looking for your favorite rapper, rocking open sandals
Roll the window down, I'm throwing pólvora
Now your mami stressed, screaming out "Ojalá"
Squeezing in your mouth, no Orajel, send you all to hell
Shit still on a scale 'cause my mixtape doin' sorta well
I can still win a Cy Young the moment the pie come
Try some, you'll be Harlem shaking till your mind numb
Verses crack ounces of piff, I got all kind of dope
If I get low, fiends licking the baggy like an envelope
Labels ain't cutting a check, so I cop sarin gas
Garfield Thanksgiving Day Parade's how I'm airing cats
Wear a mask in October and every other holiday
Stock your face if I heard that he chopping base and got the papes
Run upon you, I already told you my blood is Goya
This spic take enough work to terrify a Trump supporter
Whoa!
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