[Vinnie Paz]
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It's Vinnie paz daddy! Jedi mind tricks!
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My man Stoupe holdin it down
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it's the real raw shit
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the hardcore shit, kna-am sayin?
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Yea
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[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
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Friday the thirteen-style slashing ya face
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bashing ya face, tell ya army, get back to their base
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c'mon cousin, that's how we get down
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we the only reason that you eat and breath in this town
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we beatin them down
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raise a blade, buck 50
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I rap like no one out there can fuck with me
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stuck with me, we ain't leaving the game
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and keep it dirty cause we never had a reason to change
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we keep it the same, start a war with the glock nine
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and thug like a mob, and rock mine
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So let me speak the truth again
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the ancient babylonian's were nubian
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you need to watch what you read in your class
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cause the devil try to have you all repeatin the pass
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I'm ready to go to war for Mumia
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Fuck George Bush and his war, we gawn see him
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[Chorus]
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Yea, walk with me now
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Yea, walk with me now
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*Tryna step into the zone with Vinnie Paz is a...*
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*understand that I ain't really fuckin around*
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Yea... Yea, walk with me now
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*Live raps crack ya jaw (Live raps crack ya jaw)*
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Yea, walk with me now...
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[Verse 2: Percee P]
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I came down, the shame clown, kickin my same sound
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I'ma reign now, giant fist-splitted james brown
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I'm the poet, who rhymes was quoted
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lines are loaded
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shine decoded the vote and flow and showing signs I wrote it
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At a auction, B, style cost some g's
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Challangers eyes makes tears like they're forced of these
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Percee P, that's me I get nasty
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rock it flashy, pass me the mic at your ass, G
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but I make wrecks, tape decks at my apex
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packing latex, and safe sex with chicks and stricken paychecks
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killing ya, fillin ya with rhymes similar
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to bullets in the cylinder of a dillinger spillin ya brainfat
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I'll blast ya later, you be then essays
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And be there next day like JFK's assasinator
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Nobody, ever win to represent us, evident why you hesitant cos I take every cent and your hottie
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[Chorus]
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Yea, walk with me now
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Yea, walk with me now
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*Tryna step into the zone with Vinnie Paz is a...*
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*understand that I ain't really fuckin around*
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[Verse 3: Vinnie Paz]
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I'm like a dessert eagle when the hammer is cocked back
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Anybody holdin any money should drop that
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we shot back, spit a gospel of force
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And burn y'll, with my philosophical thoughts
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we're just tryna bring the raw shit
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smoke a L, drink a forty on the block, raw shit
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the hardcore shit, for ya'll the dumbed out
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standin the back of the club and pull the gun out
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Everybody run out, the sun out, it's over
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I'll take it back to the past like Sankofa
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[Outro: Vinnie Paz]
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Yea, it's vinnie paz baby. Stoupe - The enemy of mankind
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it's like a brotherhood, it's all blood
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it's all love baby, it's all love
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walk with me now
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walk with me now, what's the deal baby?
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walk with me now
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it's jedi mind, steadily shine
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live from the 215, keepin it live... aight? Yea, yea
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*Fades*
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Walk With Me
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| Jedi Mind Tricks |
