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Vinnie Paz

The Black Hand

 

The Black Hand

(album: As Above So Below - 2020)


[Vinnie Paz:]
Me not gwan lie
Every pussy ban gwan die
Everybody ban gwan die
Everybody ban bwan die
Me not gwan lie
Everybody ban gwan die
Every pussy ban gwan die
Everybody ban gwan die

I ain't chasing nothing homie so just gimme the bag
Bullets travel at the speed of Thor and hit with the mag
You can fuck around, lay around, you can get dragged
I will bomb on motherfuckers like I'm hitting the tag
This a death wish homie, y'all are liable to die
This is Homme Robbie Cole this a Alpha Renaa
I can see inside where his ideology lie
You supposed to supply workers if you got the supply
Divine retribution, pa, fire and brimstone
Is a trench knife dagger and it's made from a shinbone
Tubular Bells ring tone
The Mossberg flex make a change to your skin tone
There's nothing changing everything is carved into stone
I will cook 'em till the meat falls off of the bone
What your life like, ahki you just sat in the frey
And I'm staying in the hood like a African braid
Batiman

Me not gwan lie
Every pussy ban gwan die
Everybody ban gwan die
Everybody ban bwan die
Me not gwan lie
Everybody ban gwan die
Every pussy ban gwan die
Everybody ban gwan die

[Demoz:]
Hey yo, hey yo
Last call house and them shots slash you like bartenders
Blow your brain out of the window over the car fender
I'm used to hearing shit like "trust me, nigga we got you"
Same pussy you trust, same pussy that shot you
Fake ass chase only hugs and always smirking
Never trust a nigga around you that's never working
Down to his last couple dollars, he getting nervous
Rob you then get killed for it, it wasn't worth it
Bitches sleep with you then sleep with your best friend
I don't follow none of you dudes I set trends
I ain't trying to tell you shit I'm trying to show you
Keep your eyes close on the motherfuckers that owe you
You will catch a bullet the same minute you jack me
I don't play the shotgun nigga I want the back seat
I'm from a place where they'll rob you if you got bread
And clean-cut niggas be grimier than a mob-head
Moz

[Vinnie Paz:]
Me not gwan lie
Every pussy ban gwan die
Everybody ban gwan die
Everybody ban bwan die
Me not gwan lie
Everybody ban gwan die
Every pussy ban gwan die
Everybody ban gwan die

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