I’ll Buy All the Uranium You’ve Got

Lyrics

Yeah, one-two! Yeah, yeah, one-two! Yeah! Yeah! One-two! Papo Andy forever! Look, yeah [Verse 1: Vinnie Paz] This a wild guess, homie, this a shot in the dark You like baby food, just another walk in the park This philosophy I walk into a Mosque with Descartes This is Jeffrey Dahmer '89, fork in the heart This Magnum ain't eat in a while, see the Cal. hungry It's why I got my hand in my drawers like I'm Al Bundy A lotta y'all know that you stolen ya style from me You can't duplicate what I did and you wild bummy What you know about your man being down? Doing eighteen bullets you ain't have him around We clappin' this like you wearin' a cap and a gown The hatches is wide open better battin' 'em down You try to go to war with the man You muhfuckas 'bout to ride in the coroner van This a mind eraser, you can take a shot of this booze I'm a king, you a pawn, y'all must got me confused, stupid [Chorus: Block McCloud] Oh no, please don't confuse me (Oh no) Pistol packin' thought you knew me, oh wee I got them drugs, I got them guns, I'm not the one Oh no, please don't confuse me (Oh no) Pistol packin' thought you knew me, oh wee I got them drugs, I got them guns, I'm not the one [Verse 2: Vinnie Paz] Yeah, all these weapons like my road dog Always got the .40 on me, ahki, I'm like O-Dog Anything you think is yours, money, I will bogart When you hear the Seven Trumpets blowin' that's a prologue I ain't have a dime, life was shitty and cruel So I learned that when you hungry you ain't picky with food Now I'm smokin' outta suttin' like a didgeridoo This a Glock .27 and it's Tiffany Blue And it's nothing anyone of y'all could do to compete Heavenly Father, I thank you for the food that we eat I get money, ahki, I be in the payday trance This dummy duckin' shots look like it's the Nae-Nae dance At the Time Warner Penthouse, meet me in the Mezzanine Styrofoam cups, orange soda and Promethazine The type to bring the gas to the fire, this is kerosene Vinnie nice destroy your fucking life like methamphetamine, yeah [Chorus: Block McCloud] Oh no, please don't confuse me (Oh no) Pistol packin' thought you knew me, oh wee I got them drugs, I got them guns, I'm not the one Oh no, please don't confuse me (Oh no) Pistol packin' thought you knew me, oh wee I got them drugs, I got them guns, I'm not the one