Godflesh

[Vinnie Paz]

Yeah, yo,

You can Never fuckin' test the God

The kickback of the Smith & Wesson Hard

Allah think that you a devil for injesting lard

That's a part of every lesson that he said the far

Vinnie never claimed to be a prophet, I'm a vessal God

Me and my seven Mac-11 have a special bond

same bond when the Koran give me a special calm

I wave the motherfuckin' ratchet like in Desert Storm

and use it so I can detach you from your legs and arms

Im the one who reinventin the steel,

the one who took the art of ryhmery, invented the wheel

my venom will kill

my spit game like a neurotoxin

They call me blood and guts warrior, Arturo Boxin

it's nothing anything or anyone can do to stop em

matter of fact even attempting, it's a foolish option

anyone try to disrespect my crew, I pop em

or tell the rest of the Puerto Rican, bring the tool an option

Jus Allah Verse:

Bury them

and the Aryans that carry them

all's fair, scare their humanitarians

spare none of them

tear their young from them

shun them

run them into kingdom comes conundrum

hunt them

punish them

confront them

drunken them

come un-done

sunken

summons him

from the stomache of a sunless dungeon

bludgeon them

into chum to become consumption

not an option to stop us

fairly obvious

they're innocuous

the despair of the populous

get your fill of ill gotten goddesses

drill 'em with the modest amount of bottomless promises

turn the water scarlet red

let it churn from the faucet heads

get detailed

little trails on the carpet threads

have them adamantly slabbed on the architect

parry carbines on the carnage, have my heart set