High Price Shots

My name Vinny Paz, cousin and I carry respect
I'm the puppet master, you a marionette
I ain't met a mo'fucker that could challenge me yet
Fuck a bitch, I'm a G, I'ma marry my TEC
Paz is a vet, y'all always been struggling with him
And my gun side by side, a juxtaposition
And your man from the block with the drugs in his system
You was just grinding with him, you was hustling with him

He a snitch, he a bitch, you ain't bubbling with him
He in the precinct telling them your current position
I don't be around snitches, I will punish the victim
I don't be around bitches, put a slug in his vision

Money over bitches, that's an actual fact
Mossberg pump through the stomach, that'll be that
It appeared and it disappeared, magical Gat
And the Walther PPK splatter your cap (rrah)

Those who understand know what I'm sayin' is accurate
You scared to do that 'cause you won't see no wealth
J-just another victim to the pawns and sheisters
We will never stop spitting the facts, no trouble

Ayo, my name Bronze Naz and I erupt with a vengeance
Engineer trains of thought, scramble shells and position
Big bold grandma high priced cess like gold hammers
Shadowboxing with myself so first man on the camera
Pistol lyric click the hero, jail chamber, Wayne Manor
Locked the toxin, I smash baby grand piano
Throw 'em in damaged wells, eat bars, spit whole cells
So fast, my blast propel bullets through they own shells

By refurbishing shots twirling through steaming your teapot
Split the single blade of grass plotted on your sandlot
I'm the sun Sangria smock, hot like coals in Lake Loch
Ancestral slavery smokin' open shamrock
Pull Rapunzel through the window, instead of climbing them goldilocks
Not 16 bars, hope you shots house drinks
A mouth blinks, slugs flow through a Knox
Poison rivers that erode known to leave you in a box

Decomposed, no fingernails from scratchin' the top
Clappin' assassins run the lots 'til the punishment stop
Crushin' your life 'til out the sunlit ops
Like forensics trace blood on the mic, Mr. Five Dots
Sickle-cell shaped W's discovered in my blood clots

Those who understand know what I'm sayin' is accurate
You scared to do that 'cause you won't see no wealth
J-just another victim to the pawns and sheisters
We will never stop spitting the facts, no trouble
Those who understand know what I'm sayin' is accurate
We will never stop spitting the facts, no trouble

Rap music watchdog, resisted all odds
Rip the Jacker's balls bigger than Nimrod's
Trapped in this body, stuck in this shell
All that is life is not all that ends well
Life's a bitch, karma is a boomerang spinnin'
Back to the Akashic vault where everything is written
I created this on the eve of the world's destruction
Read it for yourself, learn yourself somethin'

The NEAT comet defeated the promise and unseated the prophet
When disaster strikes a black man's pockets
They say greed is good 'cause greed fosters growth
But too much growth is not good, you can't have both
Death moves with dehydrated goons in sand dunes
Lookin' at the moon rubbin' wound against wound
We plant crops with heirloom seeds, GMOs give you disease
How many water aquifers you need?

We got birds in the background, can't go back now
Rich people in mountainous regions, poor people on flat ground
World leaders lyin', tryin' to hide their ethnic bias
Encouraging crisis, driven by riots
They orchestrate this with passion, allowed this to happen
It's all fucked up, that's why I stopped rappin'
The predator mimics the traits of the prey it attracts
I lay in wait for the day it attacks
At the end of the day, they always said what they wanted to say
And betrayed who they wanted to betray

Those who understand know what I'm sayin' is accurate
You scared to do that 'cause you won't see no wealth
J-just another victim to the pawns and sheisters
We will never stop spitting the facts, no trouble
Those who understand know what I'm sayin' is accurate
We will never stop spitting the facts, no trouble

I'm an artist from Cali you know
Who truly knows how to spit and keep a crowd lit when doin' a show
But this time, we brought best in guns, you ain't my homie and
Don't make me show you how the West was won, uhn
These jewels is mental, your jewels is rental
My goons eat your food and your dudes' lentils
Style was a blessing of sound, cows stay golden patrolling these grounds
I do this for the lost and found

Medallions murder, yeah, we on that again
Battlin' niggas for earnings, servin' up the calvary
This is central fish, pink salmon on a dish
Blowing smoke with a backward spliff
It's like this, a propane flow with some cocaine dough
Now that's gold chain, hoe, now you know, uhn
I did it for the world
And my bond is my word

Those who understand know what I'm sayin' is accurate
You scared to do that 'cause you won't see no wealth
J-just another victim to the pawns and sheisters
We will never stop spitting the facts, no trouble
Those who understand know what I'm sayin' is accurate
We will never stop spitting the facts, no trouble



Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Luviner, Germaine Williams, Jason C Green, Justin Cross, Jimmy Paschal
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