Told U - Vinnie Paz, Brooklyn Academy

You know that Vinnie spit the flyest shit

I’ll burn your body in the fire pit

I told you back in ‘96 about the biochip

I guess you didn’t feel the god and wasn’t buying it

And now it’s time for shit to realign and coincide with it

I told you how that they would clone a human being

I told you that they share the dough with Europeans

I told you that the CIA trained Bin Laden

And that the Vatican Catholicism been rotten

I told you that the UFOs was real

I told you about the crop circles they designed in the field

Yeah I tried to teach you about Mumia Jamal

Buy y’all ain’t listen to me, I’mma see his freedom or fall

I tried to tell you about the real reasons for the war

And how the old administration steal from the poor

And how the world as we know it ain’t got much time

I guess that I can’t make a difference with just one rhyme

We signed the unsigned, frontline to backdrop

Punchlines are cocaine cooked up to crack rock

Chopped up, distributed, baselines they sniffing it

Place your order, in half a minute delivered it

In thirty seconds feel the dirty weapon in your bloodstream

Like ultraviolet rays penetrating through the sunscreen

Block McCloud raining down, feel the force upon?

Vinnie Paz ready for volcanic eruption

Spontaneous combustion inhale the foreign substance

Into your soul, fire in the hole, higher than an Empire State

While desires to be told is the best kept secret like the pyramids in Egypt

Mythic hieroglyphics, Raiders of the Lost Ark, Noah’s Ark

Historic blown apart, Napoleon complex

With the biggest bomb threat atomic nuclear attack

Brooklyn Ac, Jedi Mind Tricks, fuckers read the fine print

I told you the underground is over now

This the new generation and we hold it down

I told you it’s Brooklyn Ac and Jedi Minds

Ahead of their times, rebels with them devilish rhymes

I told you you don’t wanna fuck around

The boys from the hood that’ll stomp you out

I told you these little ones is paper thin

Fucking with heavyweights, lil' gangster let the games begin

I told you I’m a Baptist, baptize your flock

My flows is greater than Moses, capsize your yacht

My immortal technique will clap nines at cops

Act wise your heart might just flatline and stop

I told homie I’ll sun you like a tanning salon

I warn you it’s gonna happen, Bin Laden after the bomb

Can’t see me in, I’m in caves and caverns

Still my crazed chatter is engraved inside your brain’s grey matter

Send your soul to Jacob’s Ladder, could’ve cashed in the tender

Me and Vinnie Pazienza got a plan to make you fags throw

Up the flag and surrender, we have an agenda

To fight club, got fans that are members, too many cats to remember

Revenge of the nerds, murderous pens in my pocket

Protector look through the optical lens of a toxic avenger

It’s the quiet before the storm, enjoy the tropical weather

Cause when we pop it’s like the nuclear bombs they drop in the desert

Till I achieve my goal I stay writing in peace alone

Reading scrolls deeper than anything Jesus knows

See the code, the priest foretold the beast would roam

From offshores of the beach of Rome

A European orphan three sixes burned in a coffin

For Vatican cashing in they get a piece of all this

Massive building battle stations way out in orbit

Satellites catching sights of lifeforms priceless poultry

The technology’s theirs, the money’s corporate

They look humanoid but the talk like they dolphins

The sonic frequency deafens the human ear

I’m not asking you believe, I’m just asking that you adhere

My peers, this info is older than life, it’s limitless

How you think Aztecs created sundials and pyramids?

It came from the chariots of fire

The Ac and Vinnie Paz casts a sentence of death to the truthless liar

I told you the underground is over now

This the new generation and we hold it down

I told you it’s Brooklyn Ac and Jedi Minds

Ahead of their times, rebels with them devilish rhymes

I told you you don’t wanna fuck around

The boys from the hood that’ll stomp you out

I told you these little ones is paper thin

Fucking with heavyweights, lil' gangsters let the games begin