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