VINNIE PAZ - Birth Right lyrics
rate meFeat. Cynic & Sick Jacken
(Verse)
Man, that day finally came, I ain;t feelin' the pain
Are you ready? Look for the enemy headin' your way
You a lizard animal, honor these farmers and opulators
Feelin' my energy free, fully indited to the sea
Whoever tried the armors don't have a pro'lem
Riders, we gon' get shoppin'
No matter where you at in department
Scratch on the grapes
Laying on that blunt wid me
Keep moving and tear up the cage
Let me see the needy, whateva
It is they gave me this gimmuc
And if God's what you need in this world
Get on your knees and believe
The prayer play along, now who's ballin'?
Now you wanna know the feelin'?
Wanted man, everything I said is real
Go wit it still,
Away at the omen at the end of the killing field
This bird's right, mane, the killer attack
We strike first and neva give 'em the chance to strike back
(Hook x2)
God game me life x2
To take everything in sight, mane
It's my birth right
(Verse)
Second pawn, round wit a sicka swarm
I'mma tell ya ova hunch music
Guns used to wrap the floor
Cheddar black tones
Symphony, respect on
Gotta watch my back, infamy is dead (???)
Knowledge is power, fully outta metal showers
By maniac would make the brainiac powder
Blunt Thompson will blunt to make the D sour
Just place it wid a rock, call it T.N.T. power
They say we all goin' to hell
I said that I believe in it
Because it's where I dwell
Label me as Psycho, cause my mind is too ill
Just by saying I'm a lost angel you heavenly fell
Minded, blinded, ritual of climate(?)
Amen, shaman, flint the saw that I am(?)
Curse like victims of Third Reich
Got my birth rights to walk the Earth like shine
(Hook x2)
God game me life x2
To take everything in sight, mane
It's my birth right
(Verse)
Villains strike first
This isn't a knife, it's a verse
The objective is to show you what it's like in rehearse
Tried to tell you before the Vinnie tried in reverse
Enemy of wheeba, but I; m nice wit the birds
Good God sent me, music and life are the first
I would have killed myself twice, but I conquer the earth(?)
Anybody fifty nights on the mike will get merc'd
Anybody put the mike on the table is cursed
All I do is sleep, taste drugs, taste liquor
I don't use a surgical mask to face rippa'
I'mma shot up the throne, you an Alizée sniffa
Wear a thong and rock a song, a gay strippa
Drink too much, Lord is burnin' my system
Antichrist, I pursue a conservative Christian
Or did my mind og boom, I'm blurring my vision
Grind pocco, locco, blowing precision
