It’s never too late That’s where they got you Every day is a, every day it’s the same thing, man Until where you at, you don’t stop! Never too late!
[Verse 1 - JoJo Pellegrino:]
Fuck your pipe trades and paper work My rhyme schemes will lay you murked Fire breeze and flames, get burnt Bars bleeding pain and hurt Thoughts, demons, dames and dirt Watch me and they observe Behind the dreams footage like a mob scenes ?? ?? Spark diesel haze and perks, spittin' the cushion Sacrifices I’ve made, risks that I've tooken Final option, strong arm 'em If that don't work then I can tell whatever mirror I look in Look it, I go through the bullshit on a regular basis Rage is part of my pores that just make my music even deadly Basic pages document wars, life and endorsement, four clips and I slay them Hit everything moving, 'till everything move and hit the pavement Heads get tortured in basements For thinkin' that it's all entertainment Get stuffed in Hefty Bags Clip his ass, drop him to the bottom like ?? ?? ?? Pellegrino, Vinnie Paz, none of you haters is really maggers To f'ing bad, yeah
[Verse 2 - Vinnie Paz:]
Don’t you ever look at me funny If I get knocked first, then Vinnie do his snuff in his bunky Destruction is nothing, dump a fuckin' slug in his tummy My father told me you could learn a lot from a dummy It’s hot and it’s sunny, that’s the fucking opposite from me The brain particles is everywhere, they consciousness ugly My father above me, I swear on fuckin' God that's above me That I will torture y'all or slaughter y'all that talk to me funny I’m awful with money, especially if you’re hoardin' it from me Here’s a dead rapper father, take this offering from me You awful and clumsy, couldn’t learn the sorcery from me Couldn't take the Necronomicon glossary from me Out my face, I ain't even tryin' to talk to you money I ain’t tryin' to break bread or to walk with your money I’m a carnivore, I ain’t never stop being hungry I’m the art of war, you ain’t never stopping me dummy Yeah...