Hollow Points

(album: The Unholy Terror - 2010)

[Richard Kuklinski:]
I would move Heaven, Hell, and anything in between to get to you. You wouldn't be safe anywhere if I was mad at you. And that's not bull; that's truth. I've went up against people. You could pull a gun on me and if I'm mad at you I'm coming forward. You'd have to shoot me to stop me. And if you don't kill me… you're stupid. 'Cause the next time you see me... ha, I will kill you

[Planetary:]
They call us gorillas, we brawling, you in coffins with killers
You at the auction, I'm boss and smoking cigars at the dealer
Nigga I'm iller, count scrilla like casinos, only c-notes and over
I'm a cancer nigga no chemo
I'm dancing with satanic people, life is illegal
I'm heroin in the needle, my emotions are see-through
I'm evil, read your palm before dawn and spawn
Calm before the storm's, Katrina nigga I'm drawn
Too much to handle in seconds I manhandle the peasants
Dismantle is pleasant, turn their Hell to my Heaven
I excel with my bredren, giving birth to nuclear weapons
I'm shooting your henchmen, every written verse is a lesson
I'm close to perfection with rap nigga I'm flawless
I'm God's light, the type to illuminate in the darkness
Hand me the trophy, the gold medals and plaques
The torch is lit, I scorch your clique, nigga I'm back

[Demoz:]
If I ain't on my grind then I'm high trying to take your cheque
I done hustled on the hottest block and I ain't break a sweat
AKs and TECs make 'em vacate a set
If he ain't trying to pay his debt then we gotta spray his neck
You get laid to rest, nigga this is Murderville
Now smell the essence of the L, nigga this is Earth for real
Fuck a bitch, I'll leave a nigga burnt for real
Signed to the streets but the judge ain't served the deal
I just turn the wheel, hit a back block
Waiting for a pussy to creep, give him my best shot
Now sing a lullaby, sorry mama I'm mangled
And I'm about to catch a motherfucking homicide
This bitch named Karma got me going crazy and this fucking high
Don't wanna go away I'm like an addict in his fucking prime
Lit trying to get a hit, hungry for this money
If there's tension in the room then you know it's coming from me

We pull them Glocks out, we about to make a change
One to wipe your block out, guaranteed to hit your frame
This'll hit the vein, the Official Pistol Gang
Pharaoh clique a nigga sicker, quick enough to split your brain

We pull them Glocks out, we about to make a change
One to wipe your block out, guaranteed to hit your frame
This'll hit the vein, the Official Pistol Gang
Pharaoh clique a nigga sicker, quick enough to split your brain

[Vinnie Paz:]
My rap will give you fucking brain cancer
Different question cousin same answer
Y'all muh'fuckers made me scrap like I was Kane's dancer
But there's a method to my madness unusual still
They call me Pistol Pete Maravich moving the pill
We push a lot of everything but it's usually krill
We use a lot of weaponry when you gruesomely killed
I thought a lot of destiny but it's truthfully real
That could make a warrior like Zeus if he's truthfully ill
I went to Hell and then I saw the abyss
Where dirtbag drink from the same water he piss(hahaha)
It's Armageddon when I ball up the fist
It's God Consciousness that started this remarkable gift
I was a martyr, it was horror when my father was sick
I was a monster, I would stomp you in the yard with a brick
I'm a survivor but I got the fucking charm of a pit
That just attacked you, now you got your fucking arm in his grip (brat brat)

[Doap Nixon:]
Niggas try to hate, we don't hear the side talk
Them loud mouths, gotta hit 'em with the wide hook
Barack wants help, all my bodies buy 'em chalk
My niggas upstate squared with the fried shock
This for y'all wild out when your cell's cracked
You know your time's short when they trying to send your mail back
We catch bodies for the love of the block
I collect shit, I got a hammer and the glove of a cop
So while you hugging model jawns I was hugging the block
One for the money, two for the pop, three for a rock (yeah)
Say I'm steamed when I'm pulling a scam quick
Ol' Reservoir Dogs, lay your grill on the canvas
The flow's diesel but the game is sour
And you's a pussy, where I'm from that's the name of a coward
So when you get your weight up I'm already in power
Who wants war? My niggas fly planes into towers, Pharaohs

[Vinnie Paz:]
Hahahahahaha, AOTP!

[Planetary (Vinnie Paz):]
We pull them Glocks out, we about to make a change
One to wipe your block out, guaranteed to hit your frame
This'll hit the vein, the Official Pistol Gang (Pistolvanian)
Pharaoh clique a nigga sicker, quick enough to split your brain

We pull them Glocks out, we about to make a change
One to wipe your block out, guaranteed to hit your frame (faggot rapper)
This'll hit the vein, the Official Pistol Gang
Pharaoh clique a nigga sicker, quick enough to split your brain