Lyrics Serve the Creator - Vinnie Paz, Recognize Ali

Serve the Creator

Seven Star General, the third war Hannibal
This hammer though, will leave a hole in your cantaloupe
(to-to-to-to-to) Word, to this game I’m a Pharaoh (yeah)
They say to make it big I gotta make a deal with the devil (nah, fuck that)
Get right, this industry is a fraud (?) (yeah)
They only want 'em to ghost yeah and with us Allah (?) (hum to Allah)
Yeah!
I’m choppin' diamonds like a jeweler
Smoke the Buddha, sip a Nannavoola, I’m a fool-a (?)
Yeah!
Motherfuckers
Yeah…
This a wild guess homie, this a shot in the dark
You like baby food, just another walk in the park
This philosophy I walk into a Mosque with Descartes
This is Jeffrey Dahmer '89, fork in the heart
This Magnum ain’t eat in a while, see the .cal hungry
That’s why I got my hand in my drawers like I’m Al Bundy
A lot of y’all know that you stolen ya' style from me
You can’t duplicate what I did and you wild bummy
What you know about your man being down?
Doing eighteen bullets you ain’t have him around
We clappin' this like you wearin' a cap and a gown
The hatches is wide open better battin' ‘em down
You tryin' to go to war with the man
You mafuckas ‘bout to ride in the coroner van
This a mind ripper, you can take a shot of this booze
I’m a king, you a pawn, y’all must got me confused
Batiman!