[Intro]
Yeah, more lower
Yeah, one-two, more lower
One-two, yeah, look, yeah

[Verse 1]
Yeah, this dummy ask if she can touch the jewelry
Get out my mitt, your man is actin' like a fuckin' stoolie
Bury me in the golden urn I'm The Last Tamuli
Y'all don't really want the fuckin' drama this is not kabuki
I squash fifty-seven y'all while playin' racquetball
Maybe y'all is playin' Dragon Ball and sniffin' Adderall
The cuete little but it splash 'em like a cannonball
Sanskrit and Mushika Dynasty it canon, all
You playin' by the basement while I play the corner
I like a massive body count and have my things in order
I rob Peter to pay Paul just to pay the pauper
I have my Jewish lawyer there so he could gauge the offer
A semi Costa Rican shooter out to plug the hellion
The mic in my face outside the court like Doug Llewelyn
You tryna go to war with somebody who Machiavellian
You tryna to go to war with someone who a black Sicilian

[Chorus: Vinnie Paz]
Shots gon' fly-y-y
Ya better get lo-o-ow
Ya wanna ask why-y-y
Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo!)
Shots gon' fly-y-y
Ya better get lo-o-ow
Ya wanna ask why-y-y
Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo!)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, look, yeah
Divine hands serve the blind man like Lazarillo
Shells coverin' his body like an armadillo
I got some Salvatrucha bangin' out in Amarillo
It's hard to grasp, ahki, why you tryin' to palm a minnow?
I'll have my lawyer eat the case like he was Bob Shapiro
The ox bloody, it'll cut you like a Masahiro
Goretex military—how we rock apparel
This a murder archetype that's why I shot the sparrow
We ain't the same, ahki, we a different cell type
Goofy's gon' fall for the banana in the tailpipe
Doing 2301 is how you earn your jail stripes
I can smell a rat and muhfucka you don't smell right
Them jack boys lookin' sloppy tryna retire Papi
'Cause motherfuckers here before you like Passamaquoddy
Every bar is animated like it's Myazaki
Whatever live inside the body die inside the body
Toma!

[Chorus: Vinnie Paz]
Shots gon' fly-y-y (Hahahahaha)
Ya better get lo-o-ow (Hijo de puta)
Ya wanna ask why-y-y (Yeah! Stallone, salute)
Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo!) (Chinaski Black, salute)
Shots gon' fly-y-y
Ya better get lo-o-ow
Ya wanna ask why-y-y
Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo!)