Hebrew Tau

Lyrics

[Intro: Vinnie Paz] One, two Yo, Oh No, what up papa? Yeah, sun still shine, you nah mean? I call my brother son 'cause he shine like one You nah mean? Pack Pistol Pazzy Pistol Gang Pazienza Listen [Verse 1: Vinnie Paz] Carefully wrote L's, I order loud liquor Son talked loud and he died with a whimper Shooters in the cut like they hold a fine scissor The Huguenot watch is in the toxified liver You need somebody popped? We'll rock for five figures For less, we could touch him and leave him alive limbless Giant Rambo knife all of y'all bitches Gut a muhfucka, pa, lie with the fishes Allah word always gon' justify the Deen (DÄ«n) Especially since the end gon' justify the mean This the confession of revelation of a king The most high, whole dedication to the ring The orientation and resurrection of the Queen The glorification and insurrection of the being Every variety of thought is obscene The falsehood lies in the walls of the dream, yeah [Chorus: Jakk Frost] Niggas out of line, then we hit 'em with them thangs You can see the blood still dripping from my fangs First you hear the click-click, then you hear the bang Then you hear the bang, bang, bang Niggas out of line, then we hit 'em with them thangs You can see the blood still dripping from my fangs First you hear the click-click, then you hear the bang Then you hear the bang, bang, bang [Verse 2: Vinnie Paz] No high hopes, so there's no disappointment Just another fly in the ointment Y'all are like poison, this is why the TEC stay pointed Emphatically non-cypher and disjointed Them jump out boys'll smoke to stay anointed Fam got jammed on the lamb and they pointin' Tried to keep peace and got stuck in the middle When son got touched, I got tucked for a little The Pyrex like Benihana when the white cooking The K-Frame turned his brain into rice pudding We tried sight to the blind, but the night took him We stay high like a 95' Dwight Gooden I reorganize a circumvent still The banishing ritual of the pentagram real It's always in accordance with something that y'all feel Magical philosophy, something that y'all kill (Yeah) [Chorus: Jakk Frost] Niggas out of line, then we hit 'em with them thangs You can see the blood still dripping from my fangs First you hear the click-click, then you hear the bang Then you hear the bang, bang, bang Niggas out of line, then we hit 'em with them thangs You can see the blood still dripping from my fangs First you hear the click-click, then you hear the bang Then you hear the bang, bang, bang