Vinnie Paz ft. Demoz - Bodysnatchers (Prod. by Grim Reaperz)
A rebel that yell, take you through the levels of Hell Take your commissary pussy like it settled in jail I’m a heavyweight, Vinnie don’t need to get on a scale A man of God but usually the Devil prevails I don’t work, all y’all motherfuckers work for me I love death, you motherfuckers get murked for free I don’t follow trends, I just do what work for me I don’t live on Earth, the motherfucking Earth in me Louie Dogs don’t relate to y’all cause I’m a godly creature I chop a motherfucking brick like a karate teacher I wouldn’t call what you doing sick, you just got a fever I have my mother’s heart and I have my father’s features You know I got the hammer in the jeans And more white shit than in the can at a latrine I go bananas for the cream I don’t have a moral fibre, Vinnie take your nana for her cream yeah
[Verse 2]
Niggas rapping but they comical, it’s logical They overrated hating so I cut them like a dominos Box of pizza fuck the perpetrating hospital When nurses race in, running niggas over in a hearse with Satan Squash a nigga and his baby chorus His more collaboration with commercial rap and if you pay me for it So fuck a ? I’m the hardest, I’ll walk in Philly with a philly Selling niggas CDs yelling garbage Pardon me, that’s just my sense of humour Look I’m intense, I’m making sense You niggas sense try and spread your rumours Basically I’m trying to make it happen Scheming I can make it rapping Stay away from niggas who relate to acting It’s nothing personal, I take your money Spend it on your bitch, call you a bitch And tell you pussy try and take it from me It’s funny how a motherfucking bitch change Bitch get changed, it’s nothing if she sniff ‘caine And turn crazy, sell her own soul, her own baby All over this gravy, it’s all over it’s shady How the world turns and it’s all over this money It’s funny, next thing you know you all over your money With your face out, brains bleeding, your dame leaving with the next man Plan A to the bling scheming on your life savings Like praying they might saving em from his life wasting All over his wife patience, I don’t like hatred But if you can do it to me I’mma do it to you Give a fuck if you beautiful what your booty can do Your pussy’s tight, titties big, bitch whoopty-dee-doo I got a bundle on your head to kill you and your crew Got so much they don’t like you Mind you bullets fly through your head, they gonna find you Blind you with red beams, bury you cockroaches Chicks can get it too so baby do not approach us I’m a sick being, stick me in a rap cipher I’m a light lighter hairspray em and burn biters