Raw is War

Yo it's Vinnie Paz baby my man
Panik on the track! NAMEAN! NAMEAN!
I'm bout to take yall to war teach
Yall how to rhyme check it out yO YO

We heavenly divine
Thats why we steadily shine
And put a steel mic through a enemy spine
My voice got power like if ten of me rhyme
And gettin in my face
Means it's weaponry time
Look at you, studyin my every design
Bangin this, listening to every rhyme
Heavy rewind, Vinnie Paz'll fight vicious
Yall easier to fuck with than white bitches
We nice with this, yall better stand still
Musta forget the fact Hologram ill
I doubt yall, Vinnie Paz the outlaw
Yall mafuckas is never right like southpaws
Thats why I doubt yall, yall ain't raw
Rippin you with a 45 caliber claw!
You wanna see the last kid i battled before?
Then check his fuckin brain where
I splattered the wall

Raw is war! yall better pray for armageddon!
Yall spill blood on slugs from all weapons!
Vinnie paz! i'm like
THE LORD's RESURRECTION!
It's all ending! so bring the
God when i step in!

You're forced to fight
When I'm scorching the mic
My source of light holy like
The corpse of Christ you lost your life
And I'm the sorceror right?
And Vinnie Paz rhyme have you
Lost in the light what? yall mafuckas think
You flossin tonight?
Gimme that! matter of fact, toss me your ice
But still, my clique is too ill
And yall? yall more bitch than Dru Hill
The true skill that come through me
Is from banging "All Hell Freeze" by Cool C
Yall don't move me
Yall at war with the veteran
With the digital trigger finger
Like the letterman the vendetta gram
I know where my heart's at
I'm the better man, so don't start that
When we bomb back bURN FUCKIN LEECHES
Send you to hell to see
More shells than beaches
We elitists, we from Hamburger Hill
Science and math combined with supreme skill
The team ill, we send you to hell fast
Your cream build, you buried in Belfast
Ayo Panik! pass me the gin!
'cuz ain't too much muthafuckers
Rockin with Vin! Stomp him with tims
'cuz I heard he hate hell
The last thing that he saw? a 38 shell