Vinnie Paz - Raw Is War lyrics

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 its 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 f** with than white b**hes We nice with this, yall better stand still Musta forget the fact Hologram ill I doubt yall, Vinnie Paz the outlaw Yall maf**as is never right like southpaws Thats why I doubt yall, yall aint raw rippin you with a 45 caliber claw! you wanna see the last kid i battled before? then check his f**in 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! 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 maf**as think you flossin tonight? gimme that! matter of fact, toss me your ice but still, my clique is too ill and yall? yall more b**h than Dru Hill the true sk** that come through me, Is from banging "All Hell Freeze" by Cool C yall dont 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 dont start that when we bomb back.. BURN fu*kIN LEECHES send you to hell to see more shells than beaches we elitists, we from Hamburger Hill science and math combined with supreme sk** the team ill, we send you to hell fast your cream build, you buried in Belfast ayo Panik! pa** me the gin! 'cuz aint too much muthaf**ers rockin with Vin! stomp him with tims, 'cuz I heard he hate hell the last thing that he saw? a .38 shell 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!