Vinnie Paz
Текст песни Spies Like Us

Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo. It's like this. Broad Street baby. It's like this. Sean C. baby, it's like this. Yo, yo, yo, yo.

[Verse 1 - Vinnie Paz:]

Yo, we spit raw, so y'all should stay down
Before your found in the mud face down
Spin you around, to face Palestine
Y'all bitch cats only got heart on Valentines
All of y'all wanna know how the metal feel
It gets settled in the temple where the barretta kill
My pen blades the ink y'all spill
But y'all still seem to think that y'all real
Jedi Mind will put a knife to your grill
We spit ill, and y'all run for the hills
We stab you in the back 'till it weakens the knees
And smash you with a statue of Jesus that bleeds
Conceived in the womb of the sacred
Perfect timing, while I'm climbin' on the ladder of Jacob
We waited, but you fell thru a loop hole
Y'all crazy big with no skills like ?? ??
Hologram bring physical rain
The only thing y'all feel is physical pain

Chorus:

We came thru, invadin' your village with more weapons
Spies like us makes you hit floor, pretension
The squad reppin', we like the lord's resurrection
It's all endin', so pray to god when we step in

[Verse 2 - Planetary:]

Yo, I start slicin' your mental with proper writin' utensils
Spiritual, prayin' to holy skies of my temple
Searchin' for culture freedom
I can assault the demons for multiple reasons
I even send the vultures to eat them
Plan, like a cobra creepin'
I'm overseein' the weapons of choice, stabbin' you
Watchin' your shoulder bleedin'
Thru colder region, where the water's thicker than blood
Timber and shrub, I use ?? kickin' your mug
Billions of ?? intergalactic plains from ??
To reign clubs from cats who show the game love
You the same blood that got drug in the gravel pit
Before you blink, I watch sink inside your battleship
I'm rather scary, ?? for Hologram to bury
The nonbelievers, we spit raw shit, unsanitary
Vocabulary, crucifyin' all you adversaries
Queue dimension Outerspace, the nigga Planetary

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Vinnie Paz & PLANETARY:]

SURRENDER OR QUIT, or I'mma let the venomous spit
TREMENDOUSLY QUICK, we buckin' off of Hennesee sips
YOUR WEAPONRY HIT, we lace you with the heavenly shit
ARE WE REACHIN' YOU THEN, 'cause we at the end of the clip
THEN ENERGY SPLIT, y'all cats must be sick in the brain
WE HITTIN' THE VEINS, 'cause all of y'all spittin' the same
YOU TRIP IN THE FLAME, and meltin' all the chips in your chain
WE STICK TO THE GAME, Plan has inflicted the pain
THE STITCHES REMAIN, in matter of fact we stunnin' y'all kids
AND AFTER THAT WE GONNA PUT A GUN TO YOUR WHIZ
We rumblin' kids, that puttin' metal slugs in your wigs
YOU STUCK IN THE CRIB, frozen with your guts in the fridge
WE CUTTIN' YOUR WRIST, Broad Street ciphalin' y'all
THE TRIFFLIN' FALL, we pointin' fuckin' rifles at y'all
YOU AIN'T NICIN' AT ALL, we provoke the sheisty to brawl
If y'all sleep then Broad Street slicin' your jaw

What baby? What's the deal baby? It's like that baby