Yo this f**kin' Vinnie Paz baby
Esoteric baby 7L baby
We takin' y'all motherf**kas to war
Teachin' y'all how to rhyme awrite
So feel me before I stuff a f**kin' sock in ya mouth
And stick you in my trunk what check it out
It's like this yo yo yo
This Vinnie Paz let me tell you how I handle my beef
Hands in ya safe watch how I slang to a beat
And you weak motherf**kas better stand at my feet
'Fore I beat motherf**kas when I handle my heat
So consider this verse here a motherf**kin' bomb threat
Cause I ain't even let out all of my dogs yet
I ain't even pulled out my four fours yet
I ain't even let out all of the launch yet
That's why ya plams sweatin' you fake b***h
I'm strong like Iron Mike Tyse in eight six
You fake snitch you get slashed wid fast razors
F**kin' wid Paz mean you dead and that's basics
Slash racist he'll rob ya parents and go
Y'all crazy big wid no skill like bo
Vinnie Paz bring physical rain
And the only thing y'all feel is physical pain what
We steady blastin ya city gon' crash in
Ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
See a wack rapper and start smashin'
And that's what the f**k I call a chain reaction
I'm like Bill Gates motherf**ka
You're like Philbert Grate's younger brother
My rap style's undiscovered
Dames wide like the frame or the Lincoln Navigator
Style just like an aborigine that wrestles alligators
You know the deal crab rappers peel
I give 'em s**t that they can feel
My style's like steel
You can stop tanks wid it rob banks wid it
Plot pranks walk planks block shanks wid it
That's why when I challege you cats you ain't wid it
And that's where the battle is at you can't spit it
Rappers tryna play che that'll be the day che
Pulls a forty five and ain't just spittin' reggae
Today's pay day we on some dumber s**t
Rip you out the whip throw ya body up the front of it
Put you in check put my foot to your neck
You lookin' up to Esoteric and I've come to collect
The Army is back and we bombin' the track
Armed wid a gat blood spill onto the DAT
Regardless of that battery assault wid a mack
And Vinnie Paz a motherf**kin' dog when I rap
You beef wid one of us we all in ya back
And a muh'f**ker like me put claws on ya back
Stalk you like that y'all just talk like Grovano
My team they f**k up more keys than a piano
Yo check it my method on the microphone's murderin'
Blood curdlin' surfacin' the soul purpose still
Circling in ya s**tty deck
I defeat a vet leave him wreck his breath
Watch him bleed to death
Cause I'm the type of rapper that packs to full capacity
Actin' like you packin' a gapper to pull the blast on me
With Vinnie Paz on my side known as Ikon
We got it covered like cats that hold the mic wrong