Lloyd’s of London Vinnie Paz (Ft. Block McCloud & Boob Bronx)

[Intro:]
So, what got you interested in writing the song titles that you do? Where did you get those ideas from?
"People I hate, I write songs about things I hate, and that's a lotta people"

[Intro: Vinnie Paz]
Yeah
Respect the shooter!
Yeah, yeah
Respect the shooter!
Yeah
Respect the shooter! (People I hate, that's a lotta people)
Yeah

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
You ain't think Jahannam real, think you could burn
Still the same dickhead, you would think you would learn
His energy wrong, that's the type of thing you discern
It's nothing for free, homie, if I give it, it's earned
We talkin' tectonic plates, that's how gravity pulls
I could never blame a man for the path that he choose
This a Gemstar, Glock .30, packin' my tools
A wise man never bother with the action of fools
It was ahks, brawls, long nights, Mescaline pills
The first blicka that I touched, I was head over heels (Head over heels)
Put his body in the water like a macrophyte
Ishmael and Hagar in Mecca, that's a sacrifice
The Mossberg, headshot, straight to the dome
I got akhis in the feds never makin' it home
Eighteen, face-mask, jump in the van
Mask-on, lights off, when I'm dumpin' the can
Toma!