Slight Rebellion off Madison

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Vinnie Paz

Vincenzo Luvineri (born October 5, 1977), better known as Vinnie Paz (formerly known as Ikon the Verbal Hologram), is an Italian-American rapper and the lyricist behind the Philadelphia underground hip hop group Jedi Mind Tricks. He is also the frontman of the hip hop supergroup Army of the Pharaohs. more »

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Yeah (yeah) , PPP (C'mon, man)
Pack Pistol Pazzy and all that
Black Hand Grenade, Official Pistol, AOTP
Yeah, c'mon man
Blacastan forever! (Ooh, oh)
K'namsayin'? (Ooh, oh)
Slight Rebellion off Madison
You fuckin' dummy (yeah)
Look, look

Yeah, what is you seein' in the mirror?
(What is you seein'?)
Ghost shark kotobuki freeing the chimera
(Free up) pool of blood
Left his body bleedin' in Madeira
(You fuckin' bleedin')
Two sticks on me like they Tia and Tamera
(Ha ha ha ha ha)
This the place that house a thousand blicks
(Boo boo boom)
This the face that launch a thousand ships
(Boo boo boom)
Had a couple barnacles of goose neck (Haha)
I be tryin' play the wall
Do my lil' two step (Two-step)
I'm John Wilkes Booth with a Derringer
(Bang, bang, bang) raise high roof beams
Sing the song of Salinger (Salute 'em)
It's granddaddy purple in the canister
(It's in there) mask on
They ain't gon' make me with the camera
Cherry head, fit for a noose
Forty below those Gumby cuts
Bishop and Juice (yeah)
And my man in the can got hit with the deuce
(Two years)
Into them boots, Mossberg, linen and fruit's
You stupid dickhead!

My hitters get high my shooters don't die
No lie, woah (Woah, woah)
Sly with the four-five all live and let die
All jive, no no (No no, no no)
My hitters get high my shooters don't die
No lie, woah (Woah, woah)
Sly with the four-five
Y'all live and let die
All jive, no no (No no, no no)

Look, talk different and walk different
(We different)
Don Coscarelli, the mob with the mortician
(Haha) this muhfucka ain't hit a lick
Till the fourth mission (Stupid)
Why I heard a opp was
Cookin' in y'all kitchen?
(The f*ck? Is y'all stupid?)
If I'm talkin', then y'all listen (Listen)
How you ask for a
Position and start rippin'?
(Fuckin' dickhead)
You either loyal or lost (yeah)
Too many cooks spoil the broth (yeah)
Mortal Kombat with two shooters
(Alhamdulillah)
You inside the Chino store for a few loosies
(Fuckin' broke dickhead)
Releasing the don and the new Gucci
(That fly shit) levia Gravia, Carducci (Oh)
We could poke you 'cause we knife-men
Hair like Travolta and faster
Than greased lightnin' (Oh)
Well mannered and well-feared (yeah)
Well done is better than well-said (yeah)

My hitters get high my shooters don't die
No lie, woah (Woah, woah)
Sly with the four-five all live and let die
All jive, no no (No no, no no)
My hitters get high my shooters don't die
No lie, woah (Woah, woah)
Sly with the four-five
Y'all live and let die
All jive, no no (No no, no no)

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