Punish The Pariah

[Verse 1: JP Tha Hustler]
I'm not impressed by the way you dress or the way you bastardize the art form, you are rotten to the core
Style-jacking, you a vulture in the worst way
Infiltrated and manipulated in the game
Forget the past and the praise to our forefathers
The pioneers that cultivated it proper
From The Golden Age back to The Stone Age
We regressed and the shit's getting boring
Skill level of an adolescеnt with the speech impediment, pеtulant, ignorant, and arrogant
I feel blessed I'm even allowed in the genre
Y'all act entitled, don't even respect the honor
But now we cutting that shit off, TG, IP, JP, heads off (Heads off)
Rolling down the interstate, Team Snuff team fuck you up all day

[Chorus: Insane Poetry]
Uhh! Let's punish the pariahs (Pariahs)
Culture vultures, yeah, we coming for you liars (Liars)
Yeah! We gon' punish the pariah (The pariah)
Team Guillotine, yeah, we coming with that fire (Fire)
Let's punish the pariahs (Pariahs)
Culture vultures, yeah, we coming for you liars (Liars)
Yeah! We gon' punish the pariah (The pariah)
Team Guillotine, yeah, we coming with that fire (Fire)

[Verse 2: Insane Poetry]
Uhh! You have been sentenced to a wicked crime
Fraudulent and it's the finest fakery
You gangsters see this make-believe?
Ran with extortionists, deranged niggas that might rip your seams angrily
To make you see it's not make believe
Fuck your family for life, we will erase your breed
Nobody fearing your tats or what your faces read
Straight razors the faces cut when the razor screams
I'm hearing gaps in your life cuz there's some latency
You see the facts in your life? There is a vacancy
You are not gangsta, pull out the videotape and see
Kill in black, I'm a silverback, you bringing out the ape in me
On a blood moon your doom is done sacredly
Carried out by Team Guillotine so raise the blade and see
Pork chops get they throat chopped, watch the blade and scream
That red sauce up out your neck like a major Scream
When Team Guillotine intervene we paint the scene

[Chorus: Insane Poetry]
Uhh! Let's punish the pariahs (Pariahs)
Culture vultures, yeah, we coming for you liars (Liars)
Yeah! We gon' punish the pariah (The pariah)
Team Guillotine, yeah, we coming with that fire (Fire)
Let's punish the pariahs (Pariahs)
Culture vultures, yeah, we coming for you liars (Liars)
Yeah! We gon' punish the pariah (The pariah)
Team Guillotine, yeah, we coming with that fire (Fire)

[Verse 3: JP Tha Hustler & Insane Poetry]
Cue the inquisition, it's my mission, I'm relentless
Leave you headless on the fences on a post in a bloody mess
'Cause y'all spit that Maxi Pad music
Bitch made, bitch paid, dumb shit, stupid
Not talking about your sexual orientation
Talking about how you fake it to make it (You fake it)
And it's an industry epidemic, race bait, race hate, it's a pandemic
Let's punish the pariah, turn the stomach on a fire
Roast his ass like a duck, roast the last of the cutthroats
JP and IP are writing obituaries on you little bitching fairies, this is just incendiary
You can find many buried, scattered across the wastelands
About to stalk about the devil, now it's time to shake hands
LSP execution is of a vulture's fate
Rest in piss on you pussies, push me to cut your face

[Chorus: Insane Poetry]
Uhh! Let's punish the pariahs (Pariahs)
Culture vultures, yeah, we coming for you liars (Liars)
Yeah! We gon' punish the pariah (The pariah)
Team Guillotine, yeah, we coming with that fire (Fire)
Let's punish the pariahs (Pariahs)
Culture vultures, yeah, we coming for you liars (Liars)
Yeah! We gon' punish the pariah (The pariah)
Team Guillotine, yeah, we coming with that fire (Fire)