Lyrics HaShem on a Pentagram - Vinnie Paz

HaShem on a Pentagram

Yeah, one-two
Yeah, one-two
One-two (ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta)
Yeah, one-two
Yeah
Yeah, Gore Elohim
ILL Bill, look
Watch the semi-automatic air the fucking world out
Big shit, I’m hitting every house like I’m a girl scout
I don’t trust a soul homie, I’m throwing this referral out
Jail monster, dumbbells, concentration, curls out
Bloodbath, headshot, tell 'em through a telegram
Samhain an idiom, Hashem upon a Pentagram
Duality of two triangles is the hexagram
Scheming on you (???) like a Mexican
Nighthawk, custom made shells and a vest
And my OG sitting in a cell and he stressed
Doing 2301 and he smelling depressed
And the sun sets here but it fell in the west
Ask about me homie, I will aim at the throne
Say goodnight to the bad guy, Razor Ramon
You ain’t on my level, not an honorable mention
And this bullet focused on you undivided attention, toma!
Twelve tribes of Israel
Twelve point five for half a block of fishscale
Let me get a sniff there
You better sniff it too so I feel I can trust you
Make me feel like that scene from Scarface, I’ll crush you
Fuck Frank, fuck Seidelbaum and fuck Mel too
Pop you in the stomach like, boom, I bring doom
I’m that MF Goon, my shooters look like Jon Hamm
What the fuck is happening?
The world has gone ham
I can’t believe it’s bacon, bayonets attached to AKs
What’s shaking, go get your cake in
We move indistinguishably, discreetly
Within the shadows we decide what the streets see
A cross between Tony Yayo and Roy DeMeo
Bandana Scott Baio, Machete Danny Trejo
Eddie Iron Maiden, sword pentagram slayer
Never trust a fiend who swear he’ll pay you for that gram later
I’m on Venice Beach ripping waves, whores and selling leak
Got a hundred project animals, we dying to eat
We active as fuck, these dividends in Panama bucks
Futuristic, my shooters roll up in Amazon trucks
Circus of power Rocky Dennis kids on powder
Topple regime like Nicky Scarfo, Betty White and the sour
Cocaine barrels produced in rainforests for Pharaohs
Uncle Howie taught me how to cut the juice with the flour
Consumer racketeer, rap Norman Lear, stickups in '89 gear
Focus on the Gods in the field
Bricks like betty whip, Mr. Majestic hit, heavy metal shit
Dashiki and slacks run some Crazy Eddie shit
Half Fenris, half Salvie Testa, ravioli stretcher
Inverted church we out to lunch take our holy measures
Shoppers of medicine you register vegetable
Like an Ed Repka painting I come to life when I’m deading you
Across this country and Canada, Satanic graffiti is turning up on public
buildings and abandoned buildings.
The police suspects secret meetings are
being held by people calling themselves «Satanists», people who worship the
devil.
Most often found;
the inverted five pointed satanic pentagram,
the upside down cross, the evil eye, references to Babylon and the Devil’s
number