Life, this role of life*

 [Verse 1:]
 This is Rock of Gibraltar rap
 The Springfield M14 show you where the coffin's at
 You [bad word] don't belong in rap
 [bad word] with me you got a better chance taking an abortion back
 You lack flavour, put some sauce on that
 I went to the Great Wall, put my fist through and walked through that
 Where this [bad word] s fortune at?
 I'm a levitate his body, make it spin like a Laundromat
 [bad word] I was born to rap
 I've been making records wild long, never did a song that's whack
 How many have [bad word] that?
 I was wild as a young boy, shouldn't have put moms through that
 Vinnie Paz been to Nam and back
 I ain't never put the guns down cousin so my palms is black
 You a [bad word]  I ain't involved with that
 I got a big [bad word] and that's where Vinnie keep all of his corpses at

 [bad word] ]
 Life, this role of life

 [Verse 2:]
 Silverback Gorilla walk through the minefield
 We don't see eye to eye how you define real
 Y'all are wondering if I'm out of my mind still
 I just need some liquor and pills and I'm chill
 [bad word] with Puerto Rocks, Morenos and vagabonds
 And Paz will shoot this [bad word] up like Barrie Bonds
 I'm like a military doctor, Vinnie carry arms
 My [bad word] is military proper, Vinnie carry bombs
 I kick in the door like BI did
 And the automatic weapons look like TI crib
 Vinnie fat, you'll never see my ribs
 I don't call it loading bullets, I refer to it as feed my kids
 All I think about is slaughtering y'all
 This little [bad word] named Charles Hamilton is harder than y'all
 It's in the garbage with y'all
 Listen to all you Myspace rappers, I'm a father to y'all

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 [Verse 3:]
 I write in the rain, turn beautiful night into pain
 I turn life into a frightening game
 I don't have love in me, it's just ice in my veins
 My fist Hammer of Thor, I Tyson the game
 This rap [bad word] deep in my heart
 Y'all was sleep from the start
 But that just led to unbelievable art
 And on top of that the god is unbelievably smart
 My bare fists turn trees into bark
 Y'all don't want any improvement at all
 Y'all are devils, y'all are torturing [bad word] of law
 My mind is [bad word] of war
 And it's typically the biggest [bad word] that'll usually fall
 Give me one take cousin, the god out
 forty of [? ] and I ride out
 The forty Glock popping your eyes out
 Now you never get a chance to see what the god 'bout

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