Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Role of Life, artist - Vinnie Paz. Date of issue: 20.06.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Role of Life |
| This is Rock of Gibraltar rap |
| The Springfield M14 show you where the coffin’s at |
| You motherfuckers don’t belong in rap |
| Fuck with me you got a better chance taking an abortion back |
| You lack flavour, put some sauce on that |
| I went to the Great Wall, put my fist through and walked through that |
| Where this motherfucker’s fortune at? |
| I’m a levitate his body, make it spin like a Laundromat |
| Motherfucker I was born to rap |
| I’ve been making records wild long, never did a song that’s whack |
| How many have accomplished that? |
| I was wild as a young boy, shouldn’t have put moms through that |
| Vinnie Paz been to Nam and back |
| I ain’t never put the guns down cousin so my palms is black |
| You a bitch, I ain’t involved with that |
| I got a big trunk and that’s where Vinnie keep all of his corpses at |
| Life, this role of life |
| Silverback Gorilla walk through the minefield |
| We don’t see eye to eye how you define real |
| Y’all are wondering if I’m out of my mind still |
| I just need some liquor and pills and I’m chill |
| I run with Puerto Rocks, Morenos and vagabonds |
| And Paz will shoot this motherfucker up like Barrie Bonds |
| I’m like a military doctor, Vinnie carry arms |
| My shit is military proper, Vinnie carry bombs |
| I kick in the door like BI did |
| And the automatic weapons look like TI crib |
| Vinnie fat, you’ll never see my ribs |
| I don’t call it loading bullets, I refer to it as feed my kids |
| All I think about is slaughtering y’all |
| This little motherfucker named Charles Hamilton is harder than y’all |
| It’s in the garbage with y’all |
| Listen to all you Myspace rappers, I’m a father to y’all |
| Life, this role of life |
| I write in the rain, turn beautiful night into pain |
| I turn life into a frightening game |
| I don’t have love in me, it’s just ice in my veins |
| My fist Hammer of Thor, I Tyson the game |
| This rap shit deep in my heart |
| Y’all was sleep from the start |
| But that just led to unbelievable art |
| And on top of that the god is unbelievably smart |
| My bare fists turn trees into bark |
| Y’all don’t want any improvement at all |
| Y’all are devils, y’all are torturing the rule of law |
| My mind is a computer of war |
| And it’s typically the biggest motherfucker that’ll usually fall |
| Give me one take cousin, the god out |
| A forty of eligibility |
| The forty Glock popping your eyes out |
| Now you never get a chance to see what the god 'bout |
| Life, this role of life |
| I’m not you rapper |
| I’m a G |
| Louie fucking dogs |
| The Genocide General |
| Heavy Metal King |
| Yo Bill, what up Daddy |
| The god Jus Allah |
| Sinatra where you at |