Hebrew Tau - Vinnie Paz, Jakk Frost

One, two

Yo, Oh No, what up papa?

Yeah, sun still shine, you nah mean?

I call my brother sun 'cause he shine like one

You nah mean?

Pack Pistol Pazzy

Pistol Gang Pazienza

Listen

Carefully wrote L’s, I order liquor

Son talked loud and he died with a whimper

Shooters in the cut like they hold a scissor

The watch is in the toxified liver

You need somebody popped?

We’ll rock for five figures

For less we could touch him and leave him alive limbless

Giant Rambo knife all of y’all bitches

Gut a muh’fucker, par, lie with the fishes

Allah word always gon' justify the Deen (Dīn)

Especially since the end gon' justify the mean

This the confession of revelation of a king

The most high, whole dedication to the ring

The orientation and resurrection of the queen

The glorification and insurrection of the being

Every variety of thought is obscene

The falsehood lies in the walls of the dream

Yeah

Niggas out of line, then we hit 'em with them thangs

You can see the blood still dripping from my fangs

First you hear the click-click, then you hear the bang

Then you hear the bang, bang, bang

Niggas out of line, then we hit 'em with them thangs

You can see the blood still dripping from my fangs

First you hear the click-click, then you hear the bang

Then you hear the bang, bang, bang

No high hopes, so there’s no disappointment

Just another fly in the ointment

Y’all are like poison, this is why the TEC stay pointed

Emphatically non-cypher and disjointed

Them jump out boys will smoke to stay noited

Fam got jammed on the lamb and they

Tried to keep peace and got stuck in the middle

When son got touched, I got tucked for a little

The Pyrex like Benihana when the white cooking

The K-Frame turned his brain into rice pudding

We tried sight to the blind, but the night took him

We stay high like a 95' white

I reorganize a circumvent still

The banishing ritual of the pentagram real

It’s always in accordance with something that y’all feel

Magical philosophy, something that y’all kill

Yeah

Niggas out of line, then we hit 'em with them thangs

You can see the blood still dripping from my fangs

First you hear the click-click, then you hear the bang

Then you hear the bang, bang, bang

Niggas out of line, then we hit 'em with them thangs

You can see the blood still dripping from my fangs

First you hear the click-click, then you hear the bang

Then you hear the bang, bang, bang