VINNIE PAZ

VINNIE PAZ - Duel To The Death lyrics

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Feat. Mobb Deep, Havoc & Prodigy

(Verse)

Can't nobody fuck around with V.P.

Or else you're gonna find yourself D.E.A.D.

You only got your eye on the prize, you can't see

Cause I ain't really livin' my life for plan B

Anybody brave enough to come against me

Gonna find your body in the bottom of the Dead Sea

How dare you ever in your life walk past me

Without acknowledging this man as G.O.D.

I always been here, always been deranged focus

The heat is always in my hand like jail smokers

Hard work, dedication and sustained dopeness

Bust a motherfucker head 'til his brain opens

Stay cookin' in the kitchen like we are (???)

I was always smoking wakata with poppy people

I ain't never doing anything that's not illegal

Read the Torah lord, black mask, black hebrew

(Hook x2)

This is duel to the death,

This is murder, death, kill

Stay real, because the sun can't chill

M.O.B.B., ain't nobody playin' 'round

Vinnie P-P, fuck around, lay around

(Verse)

I'll have you laid out, Posturepedic

Before the day's out, somebody gon' be layin' bleedin'

Keep fuckin' with me, bring me to the darker side

Where the wolves play and nothin' but your karma lie

You get it back tenfold, yeah, I do you dirty

I'm in my dirty thirties, that mean I'm past the worry

I got it mapped out, every plan hashed out

Perfectly executed, squeeze 'til I'm fresh out

I got goonies, all they do is stick their neck out

For a nigga, cause this loyalty is nothing less

And when this on, you know they got them toolies on deck

What you looking at, boy? You made of bullshit

(Fuck it, boss)

Infamous, yeah, we celebrate life

Pour liquor for the dead, kill niggas on sight

When they get beside themselves, we run up right upon 'em

Leave 'em where they standin'

Pour some fuckin' liquor on 'em

(Hook x2)

This is duel to the death,

This is murder, death, kill

Stay real, because the sun can't chill

M.O.B.B., ain't nobody playin' 'round

Vinnie P-P, fuck around, lay around

(Verse)

Let me start from the beginning at the top of the list

First off, nobody can do it like this!

No matter how hard you try, hard you go

No matter how hard your beats, ill's your flow

Can't fuck with P, yeah, this we know

I'm not a rapper, I'm a master of ceremonial

Gatherings at venues is jam packed(?)

Fuck rap, I'm in it for cream and that's that

Tryna stop my dough? I run you off the map!

Tryna stop my life? I'll blow you out your hat!

The most thuggish, the most ruggish,

The most AKAs you heard of is

Bandanna, banana clip, R.I.P.

I can't help it, my career don't cease

My name don't wear out, I go on forever

That other shit a passing fad, it won't ever

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