Righteous Revenge

Yeah, Pazienza baby, what up cuzzo?
Yeah cuzzo, DJ Tricka
Philly in the building out here
We mobbing on you motherfuckers!
Official Pistol Gang and all that
It's how we get down out here

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
I don't mean to brag but the knife work nice
And the rhyme's so evil that it might hurt Christ, yeah
Don't fuck around if you like your life
And the pistol always on me like it's white on rice
Once I hit the block cousin, it's all rad
Spray them with the four-five Glock and they all dead
Devil tried sleeping in God bed
Amaryte 666 on the forehead
I make dough, but I don't fuck with the books
As a young boy maybe I would fuck with the chooks
That's how it had to be fuckin' with crooks
I'm a king in a castle so you fuckin' with rooks
Anyone want beef just ask for it
He can catch a universe ?? and get trashed for it
I keep a couple ratchets in the jazz port
And they will put your fuckin' brains on the dashboard