Don Eladio - Vinnie Paz

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7L, What up Pa

Yeah, Pack Pistol Pazzy

Listen, Yeah

Great initiation was graded, until it dawned on me

That I was born to be the destruction, storming on Normandy

The shotty make your soul evaporate, like it was sorcery

I walk accordingly, cause the horror hardly haunted me

Cause (God?) wanted me but the lonely poverty torture me

For talking awkward things from the Holy portion he offered me

He walk with me and taught me th inexplicable conjuring

The offring, the thieving, the stolen Father of larceny

Ièm talking cautiously, the Malaysian modern monarchy

The darkening, the weakness, the vision loss of the Valkyrie

The haunt (en)ing, the thought of the martyr on the departur (i)e

The archery, the shooter, the cornerstone of Idolatry

The hammer connoisseur, I’m like throwing (? is &? for me)

And walk to me so I can just mark it off of the glossary

The slick-talking type, with a scientologist auditing

The blood sacrifice I offer you head as an offering

I’m an OG shoota, gifted with the Ruger

Ain’t nobody gunning for me

I’m a sawed-off holder, straps on both shoulders

Ain’t nobody coming for me

I’m a black-tar pusha, superfly snooka

Never put a body on me

I’m a stonecold stunner, .50 cal gunner

Ain’t nobody fucking with me

I’m an OG shoota, gifted with the Ruger

Ain’t nobody gunning for me

I’m a sawed-off holder, straps on both shoulders

Ain’t nobody coming for me

I’m a black-tar pusha, superfly snooka

Never put a body on me

I’m a stonecold stunner, .50 cal gunner

Ain’t nobody fucking with me

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Ain’t nobody fucking with me

Ain’t nobody fucking with me

Ain’t nobody fucking with me

Ain’t nobody fucking with me