[Intro]
(Sample)

[Chorus: Vinnie Paz]
Me not gwan lie
Every pussy man gwan die
Every batiman gwan die
Every batiman gwan die

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
I ain't chasin' nothin' homie so just gimme the bag
Bullets travel at the speed of Thor get hit with the mag
You can fuck around, lay around, you can get dragged
I will bomb on motherfuckers like I'm hittin' the tag
This a death wish homie, y'all are liable to die
This is Hammurabi Code, this a eye for an eye
I can see inside where his ideology lie
You supposed to supply workers if you got the supply
Divine retribution, pa, fire and brimstone
It's a trench knife dagger and it made from a shinbone
Tubular bells ring tone
The Mossberg flex make a change to your skin tone
There's nothin' changin' everything is carved into stone
I will cook 'em till the meat falls off of the bone
What's your life like, akhi? You just sat in the fray
And I'm stayin' in the hood like an African braid
Batiman
[Chorus: Vinnie Paz]
Me not gwan lie
Every pussy man gwan die
Every batiman gwan die
Every batiman gwan die

[Verse 2: Demoz]
Hey yo, hey yo
Last call house send them shots at you like bartenders
Blow your brain out of the window over the car fender
I'm used to hearin' shit like "trust me, n***a we got you"
Same pussy you trust, same pussy that shot you
Fake hand shakes, phoney hugs and all the smirkin'
Never trust a n***a around you that's never workin'
Down to his last couple dollars, he gettin' nervous
Rob you then get killed for it, it wasn't worth it
Bitches sleep with you then sleep with your best friend
I don't follow none of you dudes I set trends
I ain't tryin' to tell you shit I'm tryin' to show you
Keep your eyes close on the motherfuckers that owe you
You will catch a bullet the same minute you jack me
I don't play the shotgun n***a I want the back seat
I'm from a place where they'll rob you if you got bread
And clean-cut n***as be grimier than a mob-head
Moz
[Chorus: Vinnie Paz]
Me not gwan lie
Every pussy man gwan die
Every batiman gwan die
Every batiman gwan die