Cero Miedo - Vinnie Paz

Yeah, more lower

Yeah, one-two, more lower

One-two, yeah, look, yeah

Yeah, this dummy ask if she can touch the jewelry

Get out my (mit) your man is actin' like a fuckin' stoolie

Bury me in the golden urn I’m The Last Tamuli

Y’all don’t really want the fuckin' drama this is not kabuki

I squash fifty-seven y’all while playin' racket ball

Maybe y’all was playin' Dragon Ball and sniffin' Adderall

The cuete little but it splash 'em like a cannon ball

Sanskrit and Mushika Dynasty it canon, all

You play your mother basement while I play the corner

I like a massive body count and have my things in order

I rob Peter to pay Paul just to pay the pauper

I have my Jewish lawyer there so he could gauge the offer

I sent my Costa Rican shooter out the (plug to hellion) (?)

The mic in my face outside the court like Doug Llewelyn

You tryin' to go to war with somebody who Machiavellian

You tryin' to go to war with someone who a black Sicilian

Shots gon' fly-y-y

Ya better get lo-o-ow

Ya wanna ask why-y-y

Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo!)

Yeah, look, yeah

Divine hands serve the blind man like Lazarillo

Shells coverin' his body like an armadillo

I got some Savatruza bangin' out in amarillo

It’s hard to grasp, ahki why you tryin' to pawn my (minnow) (?)

I’ll have my lawyer eat the case like he was Bob Shapiro

The axe bloody it’ll cut you like a Masahiro

Goretex military how we rock apparel

This a murder archetype that’s why I shot the sparrow

We ain’t the same ahki, we a different cell type

Goofy’s gon' fall for the banana in the tail pipe

Doing 2301 is how you earn your jail stripes

I can smell a rat and mafucker you don’t smell right

Them Jack boys lookin' sloppy tryin' to retire Papi

Cause motherfuckers here before you like Passamaquoddy

Every bar is animated like it’s Myazaki

Whatever live inside the body die inside the body

Toma!

Shots gon' fly-y-y (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Ya better get lo-o-ow (Hijo de puta)

Ya wanna ask why-y-y (Yeah! Stallone, salute)

Ya mama cry no-o-o (Chinaski Black, salute, yeah)

Shots gon' fly-y-y

Ya better get lo-o-ow

Ya wanna ask why-y-y

Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo!)