Shoguns (feat. Cappadonna & Vinnie Paz)

I've seen 357s

I've seen 12-gauge shotguns

I've seen 12-gauge, um, pumps, eight-shooters

I've seen um, .45, um, military special with clip on the street

I've seen hand grenades

I've seen beer-can bazookas made

Damn things hit you, it's just as getting hit with a gun

I spit it like eight AKs

Murder verse spray first

Birds circle when they say they names

Announce 'em dead, count the heads

Write raps with an ounce of lead

Hid all the master bread

Making sure the hounds are fed

I'm the pterodactyl striking fear in so many

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Salute to the finest

You in the company of royalty

Sir I, your highness

I can tell you about stackin' a grip

Out in Paris with the baddest bitch

Sittin' at a fashion event

Went from street life to neon lights

Don P on ice

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Never free on mics

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Wuuuuu

I've seen all this

You'd be surprised man

Pretty soon they're gonna steal the damn atom bomb

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It's like the NBA, too many fakes in the game

Now why is that Deck?

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In the end I would play it the same

To be for real that's the day it changed

They hate it from the day I came

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I came and delivered to there, (?)branded a liver(?) and I

Bang out that literature, ain't no one sicker than I

Or us, we're fly we're wise you ride the bus

We're diamonds in the rough, industry we don't trust

We rally troops, rock mics and get loose

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Cappadonna mind twist flows and mega-charm

Hong Kong style that'll break ya man's arm

I'm good with this mic, that's word is bond

You a sucka MC, I'm gonna have to sound this alarm

Punks lust over my queen and it's hard to get it

Yo you snitched on Don, told the world I did it

Yeah your arms is too short to box with God

Compared to the king you just another retard

My style come in threes like tic-tac-toe

And every time you see me I'm gettin' that dough

And I know a hundred rappers that want to be like me

I hate all y'all niggas so I sent my wifey

It's the angel of rap, yeah straight from heaven

I fly cherry-head niggas like 9-11

If I don't bust you, yeah nigga my man's gonna touch you

What you gonna do with a Don like this?

Islam righteous, the god on his deem

Move d motherfucker d Radio Raheem

E.D.I Mean I kill needy for the cream

See I'm pristine, needy for the team

The most powerful piece in chess is the queen

The most powerful peace in death is the dream

I don't want to say that I'm the best but I'm king

I don't want to leave a fucking mess at the scene

Put holes in your body like the flesh of a fiend

Gold Maserati and my neck full of gleam

The first half ill and the rest is obscene

A herb stand still when I'm vexed when I'm mean

My mom's crib stocked with the best gouda (?)

The four-fifth cocked, it's a Glock with a beam

Upper echelon rhyme, rock to a fiend

Cut your fuckin' spine on the dime, nahmean

Stupid! Hahahahaha

Yeah, Boxcutter Pazi, yeah

Czarface

Philly to Boston

Then back down to New York

Staten Island, Beantown, South Philly

Rebel I, Esoteric, 7L, Paziena

Fuckin' cherry-head rapper

Hahahahaha

Yeah...

Boxcutter Pazi!

I've seen .22 zip guns, I've seen .38 zip guns

I've seen, I'll tell you things about things you think you'd never see on the street

I've seen dynamite on the street

Czarface