[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
We heavenly divine, that's why we steadily shine
And put a steel mic through an enemy spine
My voice got power like if ten of me rhyme
And getting in my face mean it's weaponry time
Look at you studying my every design
Banging this, listening to every rhyme
Hit the rewind, Vinnie Paz will fight vicious
Y'all easier to fuck with than white bitches
We nice with this, y'all better stand still
Must've forgot the fact Hologram ill
I doubt y'all, Vinnie Paz the outlaw
Ya mothafuckas is never right like southpaws
That's why I doubt y'all, y'all ain't raw
Wettin you wit a 45 caliber claw
You want to see the last kid I battled before?
Then check his fuckin brain where I splattered the wall

[Hook: Vinnie Paz]
Raw Is War, y'all better pray for Armageddon
Y'all spill blood on slugs from our weapons
Vinnie Paz, I'm like the Lord's resurrection
It's all endin', so pray to God when I step in
Raw Is War, y'all better pray for Armageddon
Y'all spill blood on slugs from our weapons
Vinnie Paz, I'm like the Lord's resurrection
All endin', so pray to God when I step in
[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
You forced to fight, when I'm scorching the mic
My source of life, holy like the corpse of Christ
Ya lost yo' life, and I'm the sorcerer, right
And Vinnie Paz rhyme have you lost in the light
What, y'all mothafuckers think you flossing tonight
Gimme that, matta fact toss me ya ice
But still, my clique is too ill
And y'all, ya more bitch than Dru Hill
But the true skill, that come through me
Is from bangin All Hell Freeze by Cool C
Y'all don't move me, ya'll at war with the veteran
With a digital trigger finger like the Letterman
The vendetta ram, I know where my heart's at
I'm the better man, so don't start that
When we bomb back, burn fucking leeches
Send you to hell to see more shells than beaches
We elitists, we from Hamburger Hill
Science and math combined with supreme skill
The team ill, we send you to Hell fast
The cream build, you buried in Belfast
Ayo Panik, pass me the gin
'Cause ain't too many muhfuckas rockin' with Vin
Stompin' with Timbs, 'cause I heard he hate Hell
The last thing that he saw, a 38 shell
[Hook: Vinnie Paz]
Raw Is War, y'all better pray for Armageddon
Y'all spill blood on slugs from our weapons
Vinnie Paz, I'm like the Lord's resurrection
It's all endin', so pray to God when I step in
Raw Is War, y'all better pray for Armageddon
Y'all spill blood on slugs from our weapons
Vinnie Paz, I'm like the Lord's resurrection
All endin', so pray to God when I step in