- Last time I checked we had a law against murder. It doesn’t prevent people from killing people.
- The governor, the mayor, the DA, they all want stricter gun laws.
[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel]
May death come to all those who cross us The preachers, the pastors, the deacons, coffins Church masses, closed caskets, Bible verses, long black hearses Long-ass gats too big for holsters, obituary posters getting posted The reaper closing in, he’s getting closer You just fake, you blink it’s over ? soldier here, SK shoulder gear, ice grill who? Hold that steer Half a clip and I hold that dear ? now roll that J, yeah You missed the list of the souls I spit I double-checked that you ain’t on that there I squeeze weapons, hollow points open up like the cobra head Collapse lungs like a fold-up chair, flat line, clear
[Chorus x 2: Vinnie Paz]
Kill ‘em all, kill ‘em all Kill ‘em all, kill ‘em all Kill ‘em all, kill ‘em all Kill ‘em all, kill ‘em all
[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
I rhyme like my life on the line, this fucking mic is mine The past burglar, the mass murderer, the viper’s shrine A strong body could never conquer a righteous mind Some think it’s destiny, some of you think it’s Christ-designed You consider what I’m doing like a magical art I consider what I’m doing like a stab through the heart My brain moves at light speed, nothing fast as my thought You might feel a slight breeze from the savage’s heart Y’all saying Vinnie is back but Vinnie never left I just had these f*****s hating and watching my every step Everything with Vinnie very deadly, every breath Everything with Vinnie very heavy, heavenly flesh Y’all ain’t fucking with weight, I’m doing steady reps I’mma sell my s**t and then skate like I was Kerry Getz I keep my biscuit right next to where my machete rest Everything is everything but pussy death is death