I Am The Chaos

Lyrics

[Intro] Who the fuck is you? Yeah, Pistolero Pazienza Know what I mean? Who the fuck is you? Hahahaha Yeah, I'm headhunting We walk these dogs, let me breathe, yeah, look Who the fuck is you? [Verse 1] I set this motherfucker off like I'm a Bolshevik I hold the toaster grip, reduce the choir to a soloist Unload the clip and leave a hole in shit the size a boulder zip Patrol the vulture pit, I'm leaving Marx in 'em like Socialists See, this the moment that you realize you're just not a vocalist The coldest ocean rip as it coast, so it's called Milošević A male chauvinist, you could cross it off of your grocery list You're holding swollen ribs, I'm beholding the olden coke And the dope is odorless, getting hold of it, kinda onerous We all felonious, I got dogs, and, homie, they Dobermans We noblemen, it's oxygen, hemoglobin in arteries So close your lips, akhi, the shotty will leave you frozen stiff I blow the fed, homie, the hole the size of a poker chip The yopper ownership, just another level of showmanship I have the show up in me, you jokers getting the bulk of it And hit his lower limbs, now it's closure, homie, it's over with [Chorus] Fuck out the way, pa, I'm coming through I'm Vinnie P, doggy, who the fuck is you? Pussy, who the fuck is you? Come on, who the fuck is you? Who the fuck is you? Who the fuck is you? Fuck out my way, papa, I'm coming through I'm Vinnie P, doggy, who the fuck is you? Pussy, who the fuck is you? Come on, who the fuck is you? Who the fuck is you? Come on, who the fuck is you? [Verse 2] I'm Pistolero Pazzy, so every drama reliable The Brujería banger, the murders is justifiable It's headshots, homie, the body identifiable The body parts intact but the face is unrecognizable The weaponry is sizable, all of it modifiable The doctor told my mother her child is certifiable This Gucci lamb leather is terra, homie, it's dye-able Serial number off, money, they ain't classifiable It's way too cold and the temperature ain't survivable These hollow points, homie, the horror is indescribable They think that I'm maniacal, mercenaries is glamorous The Desert Eagle ain't even deadly, homie, it's cancerous A rhyme annihilation, obliteration calamitous I took a vote to see if you pussy, it was unanimous A motherfucking son of an emperor, I'm Britannicus The temple of a riot, the mind of a psychoanalyst, yeah [Chorus] Fuck out the way, pa, I'm coming through I'm Vinnie P, doggy, who the fuck is you? Pussy, who the fuck is you? Come on, who the fuck is you? Who the fuck is you? Who the fuck is you? Fuck out my way papa, I'm coming through I'm Vinnie P doggy, who the fuck is you? Pussy, who the fuck is you? Come on, who the fuck is you? Who the fuck is you? Come on, who the fuck is you? [Outro] Who the fuck is you? Who the fuck is you? Who the fuck is you? Who the fuck is you?