Chemtrails

[Intro: Vinnie Paz] Yeah! One-two! Pack Pistol Pazzy and all that! Bobo! Hermano! Que pasa hermano? Stu Bangas! Salute! Uhh! Look! Yeah! Yeah! [Verse 1: Vinnie Paz] Yeah! I never be affected by a thing (Never!) We talkin' on two cans that's connected by a string (Stupid!) This motherfucker talkin', I'm expectin' him to sing (Tekashi!) I'm here with Giuseppe, bada boom, bada bing Tread lightly if you movin' by the king (I'm the king) Your pen mighty, I got shooters in a sling No joke, I will crucify the king (Yeah!) Low pose so I can do it by the wing (Yeah!) Look! My money long and my money strong Why is y'all always mad at me 'cause your money wrong? G check a motherfucker, see how fast he go (fast he go) That's the magic bullet, that's the grassy knoll Shorty Greek and the Glock is a European The yoppa Middle Eastern, the yoppa is not Korean Y'all could have had a whole day, I'm controllin' the night I put ten inside your frame like I'm bowlin' a strike [Verse 2: RJ Payne] Facts! I roll up and write, it's like a Doberman bite I got acid in either hand, it's Coca-Cola or Sprite This whole show is over, you know my soldiers will fight Old school like Motorola, I'm motorboatin' your wife Payne! Turn up or what? Keep a burner to tuck Keep squeezin' 'til my index finger's turnin' to dust (Woo!) My spot permanent, I'm determined as fuck Schwarzenegger, my Ruger German, see me burnin' shit up Watch! Fire rapidly, try your majesty Big hammer, shit look like it require batteries The bitches Xing you, disrespect when you die dramatically Restore order, walk on water, defy gravity (Yeah!) Flow so easy, my logo feed me Still pop up on Cypress Hill whenever Bobo need me Stu Bangas on the beat, here come my solo CD Beautiful Payne Volume 2, you bozos need me, motherfucker [Verse 3: Xzibit] I self-medicate my pain So when shit get rocky, X hit 'em like Clubber Lang Locomotivated like a train Smokin' insane, my 12-gauge will stimulate your brain You and me are not the same What started as a solo artist has grown into a game (Can you dig it?) If you gon' pull it let it bang Turn a loudmouth to a shit stain, catch a whiff, mane Another Stu Banga angle, let's make some bad decisions In an airplane, hangover, dope and half a million Poppin' champagne bottles so high they touch the ceilin' Never once compromised my enterprise, I'm so appealin' Yeah! The reputation of a supervillain Amoxicilin in vaccination lines around the building My nigga Bobo on the set Bobo Fett, fly to Budapest, money never rest