The Game

[Intro: Vinnie Paz]

Brah, brah, brah

(The official adventure of..)

Big Louis Dogs

Yo, Ap

What's the deal, cousin? You know what I mean?

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]

I'm the American Taliban, all of my weaponry is from Japan

If I don't know you, don't converse with me just slap my hand

Or else you're forcing me to cock it fucking back and blam

It ain't a loss to me, you soft as fucking bags of sand

I stay with the heavy metal like merciful fate

Until I see the separation of church and the state

They take advantage of dying lives and sell them

So fuck the lies and the lying liars who tell them

And fuck everybody who say that I'm not on my deen

And fuck the Catholics, supported the Nazi regime

I'm the reason that logic in the philosopher's dream

And the reason that I deposit a shot in your spleen

And while you worry about the second coming of your Jesus

There's a connection to vaccines and other diseases

They hurtful procedures and use the tools well

That's why they try to keep you from the water fuel cell

I feel like putting a gat to my dome

'Cause they faggots and they liars like the Vatican Throne

I bring the life into a track like I'm Lazarus Home

So never fuck around with me, I'm a statue of stone

[Break]

Louis Dogs, Vinnie Paz

AOTP

Demigodz murdering y'all

[Verse 2: Apathy]

Digging graves by the moonlight, walk through mud in new Nikes

Gonna raise my son by the way of the gun and have him shoot right

Elevate the mental state and take him to new heights

It might not kill him if you drop him from two flights

Breaking down your molecules quicker than transporters

Decepticon, Kublai Khan, conquering Transformers

The fourth-quarter quarterback

Got a quarter? Call the coroner and tell em' that

Ten G's to get the corpses back

Heavy-metal, metamorphic, Meditate to Slayer tapes

Radical rhythm with nuclear raps when it radiates

Fuck loading Glock clips, Ap is on some cosmic shit

Aim Cape Canaveral at ya, shoot you with a rocket ship

Shock em' with a shotgun shell

I'm Johnny Rotten as hell

With big business like Sid Vicious so shit cell

You faggot back packers, rap on computers

Get Marty McFly, I'll send you Back to the Future