Brick Wall

Yeah! Maserati! Vin Laden! This is Taliban rap, I'm a fuckin' bomber My head wrapped like somebody Who suffered trauma Musically I'm the embodiment Of Jeffrey Dahmer Usually in the environment of marijuana My straight right like Argüello was You a medigon, Vinnie do what a dago does You about to find out what The human tornado does you a bitch You ain't even half what you say you was My shit is hardbody, lord I'm a fucking legend I don't get my hands dirty That's for fuckin' henchmen I'm the equivalent of Russian Roulette Fuckin' tension And when you hear the ram's Horn it's the fuckin' endin' I'm a vampire, I love the setting of sun The night my time killing already begun I'm from the same place Anton Lavey is from I'm 'bout to put the biscuit right To my head and be done This Perc 10 got me feeling like a brick wall With that said I give a f*ck about a withdrawal F*ck a cornerback, bullets get you picked off Critics get pissed on when I'm pissed off This Perc 10 got me feeling like a brick wall With that said I give a f*ck about a withdrawal F*ck a quarterback Bullets get you picked off Critics get pissed on when I'm pissed off 1978, my mom had a date '84 had me, had a all time great Mom wasn't weak, I guess my dad wasn't fake But guessing only led to one thing My mistakes That's why I cut the grass real low Check for snakes apply pressure when I need To satisfy my weight Sellin' coke and the diesel Fiends going crazy putting dope In they needles, it's hopeless and evil You can smoke wet and get Smoked with the Eagle All over nothing, fucking pride and your ego Spit all facts, I ain't gotta mislead you Talk shit wherever you stand That's where I leave you Believe me, I can get you killed real easy Leave the scene but the ho won't leave me Tackle the dresser, bitch try to tease me I put a hole in her head right Where her weave be, believe me, nigga! This Perc 10 got me feeling like a brick wall With that said I give a f*ck about a withdrawal F*ck a cornerback, bullets get you picked off Critics get pissed on when I'm pissed off This Perc 10 got me feeling like a brick wall With that said I give a F*ck about a withdrawal F*ck a cornerback, bullets get you picked off Critics get pissed on when I'm pissed off I'm the bomb attached to the Chest of exploding martyrs, code of honours Shoot me out your M16 Deliver souls beyond the world To conquer planets and Enslave entire populations Colosseums where Hamas supply the operation Gladiators battle on the side Of sovereign nations Fathers of confrontation Llamas to pop your face in Blinded by lies and hatred They conjure up abomination Armies march across the Continents honorin' Satan The final countdown, twenty twelve Jumping out the Black Hawk with the Black Eagle by the money belt I take you from the edges Of space to the projects From the pyramids to Giza to where God sit's We monstrous I'm conscious homie, I'm wide-awake I supply the hate, La Coka Nostra The skull and guns, I supply the weight How many bricks you want? Let Me see your money first Matta fact, I'm takin' your money You fucking herb F*ck outta here, Billy Idol La Coka Nostradamus This Perc 10 got me feeling like a brick wall With that said I give a f*ck about a withdrawal F*ck a cornerback, bullets get you picked off Critics get pissed on when I'm pissed off This Perc 10 got me feeling like a brick wall With that said I give a F*ck about a withdrawal F*ck a cornerback, bullets get you picked off Critics get pissed on when I'm pissed off