| We live by the assassin’s creed committing dastardly deeds
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| Slash and you bleed, we live in the cut
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| It’s like we have a fucking disease
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| A virus, violence begets violence, you’re drowned in a river of blood
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| And all you bastards can plead for mercy and cry, you’re buried alive
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| Nobody’s digging you up
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| It’s like we have a fucking disease
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| A virus, violence begets violence, you’re drowned in a river of blood
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| Weak niggas surviving with an IQ level low
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| My shit rock like 2Pac or Os on a ghetto stove
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| My flows will leave 'em weak, you see the rose petals blow
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| Gun smoke settles slow when I blow the cold metal nose
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| Like holding recelos, Bacardi and bezel glow
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| Dressed in dough, the boy covered in ice like an Eskimo
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| Lay one of you kids, I’m in child molester mode
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| Trying to follow his tracks I’ll derail your train of thought
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| And afford you one female in the same assault
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| Stainless fork, flame the pork with a grain of salt
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| Vinnie Paz, semi mags, who want to claim to talk?
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| Address your shit like Jimmy Jazz, so put your frame in park
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| The black stallion, Italiano, gangsters walk
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| This arcane, we off the chain, the links’ll talk
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| I get all in the bitch head like a shrink, of course
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| You half-steppin' and ass-bettin', the bank is off
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| We live by the assassin’s creed committing dastardly deeds
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| Slash and you bleed, we live in the cut
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| It’s like we have a fucking disease
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| A virus, violence begets violence, you’re drowned in a river of blood
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| And all you bastards can plead for mercy and cry, you’re buried alive
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| Nobody’s digging you up
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| It’s like we have a fucking disease
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| A virus, violence begets violence, you’re drowned in a river of blood
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| You tryna sell wolf tickets to the lion of the jungle
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| I’m the eyes of God, they call me cyanide in the struggle
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| You the kind of guys that would be traumatized in the scuffle
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| And I’m buying pies with the Italian guys with the muscle
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| I’m dying before I trust you, the iron inside the duffel
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| You on Rikers Island, I can get homicidal to touch you
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| Im inside, I’m viral, I’m the messiah’s idol above you
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| I’m the pride of Cairo, I’m genocidal and I will cut you
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| I’m riding for all my hustlers and anybody building bridge
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| It’s no mercy and Pazienza I will kill the kids
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| Blood diamonds, Sierra Leone is really big
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| The G36 slick, it’ll peel your wig
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| If it ain’t the 36, then I’ll let the 9 explode
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| I knew about collapsing buildings before Osama knows
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| I create beef, Vinnie always finds a foe
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| Bitches up and down on my dick like I’m the Konami code
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| We live by the assassin’s creed committing dastardly deeds
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| Slash and you bleed, we live in the cut
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| It’s like we have a fucking disease
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| A virus, violence begets violence, you’re drowned in a river of blood
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| And all you bastards can plead for mercy and cry, you’re buried alive
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| Nobody’s digging you up
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| It’s like we have a fucking disease
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| A virus, violence begets violence, you’re drowned in a river of blood
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| You’re drowned in a river of blood |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wolves Amongst the Sheep , by - Vinnie Paz. Song from the album God of the Serengeti, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп