Peace Means Violence

Lyrics

[Intro: Vinnie Paz] Yeah, yeah It's murder inside the medicine Look, one, two Yo, Ferrigno, salute 'em, yeah Yeah, look [Verse 1: Vinnie Paz] They choppin', Hawaiian bando M60 yopper, I'm poppin' like John Rambo Before you speak, you should think of the pain 'Fore you Wayne Brady motherfuckers think it's a game Look, I'll be shootin' up the hood, do the dash How many bodies' that? I was never good with the math I will smack fire out you, put my foot in your ass It was dry for a minute, now we cookin' with gas We dope 'bout it, homie, from the roof to your toes I will never let the window of opportunity close You was couped up, never left your room and it shows We was outside sippin' on the booze 'til we froze You a cherry head, you the type to beef with the plug Before my son I never knew the true meanin' of love (Marciano, I love you, Papa) Punky's Dilemma and Paul Simon You pussy and a pussy allergic to hard rhymin' (Yeah) [Verse 2: Saigon] I gun butt 'em, son cut 'em with the machete We let him live, he come back, I'ma give him a wedgie (Ouch) Lyrically deadly, you gettin' edgy for smokin' reggie I'll rock him, it's safe to say he ain't know the ledgie With this forty I'm always ready Especially when I hold it over steady Blow off his head and eat a bowl of spaghetti (Woah) I'm petty with it, I'm Tom and you Jerry We make sure that all the rodents go to the cemetery It's easy to look at y'all and see there's at least two Tekashis in your posse You describe me, think of Luca Brasi (Yeah, bitch) Call it a crime I snuff Pop, then I stuff cock all in his mom Do that shit all the time (All the time) Cousin called, said he cold turkey from all the swine (Good) Sound beautiful like Paz when he call her a dime Nah, y'all niggas ain't ready yet And I don't plan on stoppin' 'til my pockets is heavy set (Fat) Better yet, let's stick to the business Shit is lyrical fitness, V, can I get a witness? [Outro: Saigon] Haha It's that old Yardfather right there, son Give it to 'em, V