Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cheesesteaks, artist - Vinnie Paz. Album song God of the Serengeti, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.10.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Enemy Soil
Song language: English
Cheesesteaks |
Yeah, hahahahaha |
Yo Les what up baby? |
Corona Queens pistolvania |
It’s the world |
Ya know what i mean? |
Vinnie Paz |
Psycho Les Beatnuts JuJu what up baby? |
Listen |
A knife in my palm, sharper than a sniper in Nam |
Righteous Islam, a hypocrite that fight to be calm |
My life is just torn, bipolar, icy and warm |
My life in a song, the reason why the Vicodin gone |
A bison is born, army of God, Michael is born |
The Uranium fission secret of the hydrogen bomb |
The Bible is gone, y’all are watching a viking perform |
And the 9 milli loud so the silencer’s drawn |
I’m live from the war, I don’t believe in crying at all |
I’m a manic depressive, never get excited at all |
I’mma live forever, don’t believe in dying at all |
I was born peaceful, I was never violent at all |
Then my father died, that was like a knife through my core |
Any love I had inside me not alive anymore |
Lion of war, Joseph Dredd, I am the law |
I’m the reason faggot rappers can’t thrive anymore |
Yeah! |
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing |
Who the fuck I be, it’s me (Boxcutter Pazzie) |
Focus, on what has to be done |
Son, you know where I come from (Philly) |
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing |
Who the fuck I be, it’s me (Boxcutter Pazzie) |
Focus, on what has to be done |
Son, you know where I come from (Philly) |
My little man’ll blow your face off |
I flatten out bodies, I ain’t talking about a race horse |
Murder every rapper then I break off |
Scheming on this motherfucking money, Bern Madoff |
Y’all was always pussies so stay soft |
The only time beef is mentioned around me is for steak sauce |
I work harder than y’all, it’s no days off |
The knife work scratch and cut you up like Main Source |
My fam walk around with hawks on them |
Big motherfuckers, infrared dots on them |
And ain’t a motherfucker that can box with them |
Razor under the tongue and keep an ox with them |
Hardbody rap, God of the Serengeti |
I’m a sinner, I’m the God of the seven deadly |
Everything I do hard and it’s legendary |
I spit sixteen bars and you dead and buried |
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing |
Who the fuck I be, it’s me (Boxcutter Pazzie) |
Focus, on what has to be done |
Son, you know where I come from (Philly) |
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing |
Who the fuck I be, it’s me (Boxcutter Pazzie) |
Focus, on what has to be done |
Son, you know where I come from (Philly) |
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing |
Who the fuck I be, it’s me (Boxcutter Pazzie) |
Focus, on what has to be done |
Son, you know where I come from (Philly) |
Class is in session, so you can stop guessing |
Who the fuck I be, it’s me (Boxcutter Pazzie) |
Focus, on what has to be done |
Son, (official pistol gang) (Philly) |