Lyrics Mock up on Mu - Vinnie Paz
Spare
us
the
shame
of
being
killed
by
a
boy!
Kings
must
be
killed
by
kings!
Hahahahaa!
--
A
fine
king
you'd
make!
A
king
who
can't
even
kill
his
enemy!
And
has
to
ask
others
to
do
it
for
him!
Even
on
a
battlefield!
Hahahahhahaaa!
Hahaha!
(Crowds
cheer)
No
n-no
competition
to
the
shit
we
got
here
The
real
shit,
terror
to
ya
ear,
kill
the
fear
Got
the
Glock,
got
the
Glock,
got
got
the
Glock
To
ya
headpiece,
what!
No
n-no
noo-
competition
to
the
shit
we
got
here
The
real
shit,
terror
to
ya
ear,
kill
the
fear
Kill
the
fear,
kill
the
fear
Got
the
Glock
to
ya
headpiece,
what,
what,
what
What
I
got
the
blick
and
the
wild
gunnin'
(?)
Sit
the
fuck
down,
it
was
never
about
nothin'
Jack
Pa's
espionage
of
(allowed
dungeon)
(?)
Little
(Nub
Millah)
was
talkin'
about
pumpin'
(?)
Being
a
sinner
became
painful
It's
clear
revelations
that
came
as
a
strange
angel
My
brother
is
my
brother
we
came
from
the
same
cradle
These
ain't
mink,
(bahna)
they
made
from
a
(gray
sable)
(?)
I
ain't
the
motherfucker
you
should
box
with
We
can
take
it
to
the
guns,
homie
this
a
chopstick
Put
the
mafucker
in
your
mouth
like
it's
a
swab
stick
Bring
the
box-cutter
in
the
mafuckin'
cockpit
Play
(Entiro
Roja)
till
the
day
break
I
can
never
be
a
dollar
short
or
a
day
late
The
SIG
Sauer
P320
is
my
namesake
The
bullet
has
so
much
kinetic
energy
the
wave
break
No
competition
to
the
shit
we
got
here
The
real
shit,
terror
to
ya
ear,
kill
the
fear
Got
the
Glock,
got
the
Glock
to
ya
headpiece,
what
This
the
reckoning
here
This
is
napalm,
that's
the
smell
of
death
in
the
air
You
want
bombaclat
war
then
the
weapons
appear
I'm
the
seedy
don,
squeaky
(fry)
and
mescaline
here
The
(sooner)
of
the
profit,
that's
the
actual
fact
You
think
talkin'
to
one-time
is
a
natural
act
You
see
talkin'
to
one-time
that's
a
vaginal
act
I
went
to
Pet
Semetary
now
the
animal
back
We
burnin'
sage,
we
the
northern
(alapajo)
My
heart
black
homie,
yeah
it's
colder
than
gazpacho
It's
a
hail
of
bullets
comin'
better
get
yourself
a
pancho
Bandana
low
on
my
eyes
like
I'm
a
chicano
I
don't
look
at
homie
as
a
rivalry
he
a
(custy)
(?)
He
stink
like
(pachoolie)
his
entirety
is
dusty
We
put
a
fatwah
on
his
head
like
he
Rushdie
Me
and
you
is
like
puttin'
a
shark
against
a
guppy
No
competition
to
the
shit
we
got
here
The
real
shit,
terror
to
ya
ear,
kill
the
fear
Got
the
Glock
to
ya
headpiece,
what
1 Crime Wave Tehran
2 Scorched Earth
3 I Am the Chaos
4 Mabuhay Gardens
5 The Conjuring
6 The Black Hand
7 Mock up on Mu
8 Ankle Bracelets
9 The Compleat Witch
10 Hannibal
11 Sicilian Bull
12 Cero Miedo
13 Spilled Milk
14 Vahid Moradi
15 I'll Buy All the Uranium You've Got
16 Doomsday Machine
17 Serve the Creator
18 The Gone-Away World
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