Vinnie Paz - Carnival of Souls lyrics

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz] I'm an ape in the cage, getting more amazing with age AK's and Grenades, matter of fact I slay them with blades They blantantly gays, f*ggots in berets at parades And see, my team is unbeatable, the stadium staged I'm basically crazed, walk in circles, pacing for days I'm basically dazed, and lost inside a satanist maze You face the brigade, I hate you and I pray you get AIDS I go hard on hard beats, y'all to lazy to shave Too lazy to bathe, and so y'all hate on the God I'm sick of y'all eating off the same plate as the God Y'all could never build or conversate with the God You shooting guns off, I would bomb a nation for God (I'm a suicide bomber) Y'all don't want no confrontation with God Y'all are swine eaters, that's abomination to God (Al hum'du Allah) So put some faith into God The objective is to finally conquer f**ing satan with God [Hook: Demoz] I think we got a problem, take me out this f**ing column See all these phony actors, I don't like these phony rappers f** all the story telling, I don't like these story fables You n***as sound like cable, f** you and your f**ing label I think we got a problem, Vinnie Paz a f**ing problem Maserati, I'm a problem, Jus Allah's a f**ing problem Criticism from critics but we don't f**ing care All we hear is the drum beat and the f**ing snare [Verse 2: Demoz] All I got is too much hate, not enough love Too many plates, not enough grub Too many snakes in the gra** I gotta k** one, cause the gun ain't got enough slugs Body under the belt, not enough blood Shotty under the shelf, not enough thugs You're a b**h you ain't gonna do sh**, s** a dick Cause I been had your b**h in the lobby on d** I ain't no plug, I ain't no snitch I ain't no blood, I ain't no crip Motherf**ing hood, where I be, everyday You don't like me? Come see me n***a, I ain't no b**h Far from the last man damn man You could be the man what they said So I focused on the damn plan Face straight like I just did a handstand Used to be shy now I'm focused like a head cam Demoz, say hello to the sandman Gun pop, good god where your man layin' See that b**h right there with the damn tan Couple shots put the b**h in the damn van Take her home put her in the zone Dick like an L, she gonna put it to the dome Wack DVDs all these n***as in the streets Showing n***as where they live and their fridge and their chrome n***a please Do you really think I'm dumb enough to show a motherf**ing n***a where I live at Jeopardize where my wife and my kids at Come home find my young boy kidnapped n***a hit that L that you hit, because you motherf**in crazy if you think I will Pistol Gang to the day I hang Or I see my d**h, I'm gonna keep it real [Hook] [Verse 3: Jus Allah] You should make peace before we pull the peace-makers I don't want the streets waking up the sleeping neighbours I don't want police pacing up the streets later But the k**ing has me feeling like a teenager Sign your soul over, here's a blank piece of paper I'll fill in the details, you can read it later We should keep in contact, I may need a favour It's not breach in contract, no release, and waivers It's slavery and cheap labour is a decent bargain It's monopoly, I'm landing on free parking It's blood out here, gotta keep my teeth sharpened Gotta keep cream, gotta keep a green garden You doing everything you can just to keep from starving I'm Rastafarian and partying, usually with more than one darling It's disheartening, b**hes know I ain't Romeo or Prince Charming