Outerspace - Silence (feat. Vinnie Paz) lyrics

[Vinnie Paz] I'm Abdullah the Butcher, pay respect or I'm pulling the cooker You might as well k** yourself, I'm thrilling to push you Even if you survive son, you still b**h Cause I'm waiting anxiously to pull the k** switch Your body still stiff, rigor mortis I bring pain, it's just raw, it's King's chorus I seen pain that was pure, it's rich? I seen brains that was poured on six corners Listen to orders, Vinnie Paz remains heartless That's due to my fixation on the darkness Just give me a forty, a idiot, and Billy Dee You'll see what the psychology of Philly really be Yeah, I'm from the birth place of Rocky My left hook to the body is like Arturo Gatti You couldn't stop me, I f**ing brain drill I stick around a while to witness how the pain feels f**ing f*ggot [Crypt the Warchild] We in the game where we smash for freedoms Raw producer's cribs look like wax museums We set up shop, round up and attack the region See a hundred Puerto Ricans on Banshees leaning We out to slaughter people, we that raw Puericos We them revolutionists cause no law's equal We them executioners cause your cerebral Or pick your brain matter up in God's cathedral Don't sleep I put a bag under your chin Approach you real smooth with the swagger of a pimp Make you stagger with a limp I'm a addict for the gin, like a Catholic for the sins Speaking ratchets through their lips And you pa**ionate to live, but that chapter don't exist I put the ratchet to your rib and make a ba*tard out of your kids Make a casket out of your crib while I'm smashing out your wizz Have a Gatling for the kid and I'm laughing at the b**h The most immaculate spit, most elaborate with the gift Then dip my whole team till there's carats on their wrists I need Rocky finger tips, next slaughter begins So when we step up in the spot don't nobody forget One [Planetary] I'm the type that could slaughter a syllable You k**able rap n***as spit words too pitiful I pity the fools, I'm sick with the tools, we sh**ting on dudes You need to be more hip than the news We ruthless, untamed tiger, tally your votes I'm number one draft pick, man endorse my quote You heard?, I loc, I escort my folk We deep like dead bodies on tour, I know We ride like Coupe DeVilles, aim, shoot to k** OS and Jedi Mind we the truth for real So ill we rock three pieces suits and build Like Reservoir Dogs, in the booth I spill I feel more official, we're still lone on our hills G5 shine bright like it's stainless steel The name is real, OuterSpace the rain is real If you can't stand the rain, then this ain't your field, stupid