01. Intro
02. Philo- Metatron- Wisdom
03. The Void (Ft. Eamon)
04. Steel Sharpens Steel (Ft. Demoz)
05. Iron Tusk (Ft. Conway)
06. Limb from Limb (Ft. Ransom)
07. The Ghost I Used to Be (Ft. Eamon)
08. Herringbone (Ft. Ghostface Killah)
09. Moroccan Jewels (Ft. Hus Kingpin & Smoovth)
10. The Coffin
11. Hakim (Ft. A.G. & O.C.)
12. Hebrew Tau (Ft. Jakk Frost)
13. Gospel of the Worm (Ft. Ras Kass)
14. Pistolvania 2 (Ft. Jakk Frost & Malik B.)
15. Alcapurrias (Ft. Agallah & Demoz)
16. Yev Kassem
17. Nineteen Ninety Three
18. Blood Addiction
19. Writings On Disobedience And Democracy
02. Philo- Metatron- Wisdom
03. The Void (Ft. Eamon)
04. Steel Sharpens Steel (Ft. Demoz)
05. Iron Tusk (Ft. Conway)
06. Limb from Limb (Ft. Ransom)
07. The Ghost I Used to Be (Ft. Eamon)
08. Herringbone (Ft. Ghostface Killah)
09. Moroccan Jewels (Ft. Hus Kingpin & Smoovth)
10. The Coffin
11. Hakim (Ft. A.G. & O.C.)
12. Hebrew Tau (Ft. Jakk Frost)
13. Gospel of the Worm (Ft. Ras Kass)
14. Pistolvania 2 (Ft. Jakk Frost & Malik B.)
15. Alcapurrias (Ft. Agallah & Demoz)
16. Yev Kassem
17. Nineteen Ninety Three
18. Blood Addiction
19. Writings On Disobedience And Democracy
Lyrics to Steel Sharpens Steel
Steel Sharpens Steel Vinnie Paz 810
Steel Sharpens Steel Lyrics: Fuck you talking 'bout? / Is you high cause you done lost a nigga? Download mp3 om mani padme hum meaning. / I got bitches that'll turn you on just to off a nigga / Now fuck a whip, whip, fuck a Nae Nae, Nae. Steel Sharpens Steel Vinnie Paz. Norbekov exercises. Play on Napster. Steel Sharpens Steel Vinnie Paz. Play on Napster. Released: Oct 2016 Label: Enemy Soil Facebook Twitter.
Fuck you talking 'bout?
Is you high cause you done lost a nigga?
I got bitches that'll turn you on just to off a nigga
Fuck a whip, whip, fuck a nae, nae
I keep an AK, tryna fuck a Kardashian just like a Ray J
Damn, with Taylor Swift recording me in my new [?]
Who's that? That's Kayne West in my basement
Now let me ask you something, why you mad at [?]?
I ain't mad at all, as matter fact
I wrote this shit, focusing on the Adderall
Every time I'm with your girl, she treat me like a superstar
She be sucking harder than the bitches in the hookah bars
Okay, I clap chrome, hit him in his back bone
I'm that thrown, any given holiday
Halloween, mask on, get dragged on
The gas station pump section, match on
This gon' be a rough ride, very far from drag-on
You ain't never earned respect, nigga, yous a nervous wreck
Choke you like a turtle neck, then pop you like a Percocet
You could never hurdle death, you guaranteed to die, nigga
Don't get out of line, nigga, this ain't just a rhyme, nigga
Fifty-percent of these motherfuckers ain't fucking with me
They ain't fucking with me
The other fifty-percent of these motherfuckers, put 'em under for free
Put 'em under for free
Money, I ain't playing, I'm just saying
I lay your pussy out, put 'em under the pavement
I ain't playing, what the fuck is you saying?
Official Pistol Gang, we ain't nothing to play with
My whole team a bunch of muhfucking apes
Gorilla put the lama to your muhfucking face
But I ain't tryna catch another muhfucking case
If you wanna make wine, you gotta crush a couple grapes
I know a couple Avalon, know a couple Piru
Got a couple shooters that's ensuring my survival
Y'all are writing novels, I'mma write a bible
Vinnie selling gas and it coming out the nozzle
Ain't I don't want trouble, I'm just trying to hit a lick
And if it's really dry, my money, hit me on the hip
They trying to give him twenty, cause they hit him with a brick
He stupid and he know it, so he getting what he get
I got 'em ducking bullets like he leaning off a perc'
If you ain't getting fetty, what's the meaning of the work?
And Vinnie the fifteenth, he fiending for the first
I hope you'll understand that they no breathing in the dirt
He merked
Fifty-percent of these motherfuckers ain't fucking with me
They ain't fucking with me
The other fifty-percent of these motherfuckers, put 'em under for free
Put 'em under for free
Money, I ain't playing, I'm just saying
I lay your pussy out, put 'em under the pavement
I ain't playing, what the fuck is you saying?
Official Pistol Gang, we ain't nothing to play with
Is you high cause you done lost a nigga?
I got bitches that'll turn you on just to off a nigga
Fuck a whip, whip, fuck a nae, nae
I keep an AK, tryna fuck a Kardashian just like a Ray J
Damn, with Taylor Swift recording me in my new [?]
Who's that? That's Kayne West in my basement
Now let me ask you something, why you mad at [?]?
I ain't mad at all, as matter fact
I wrote this shit, focusing on the Adderall
Every time I'm with your girl, she treat me like a superstar
She be sucking harder than the bitches in the hookah bars
Okay, I clap chrome, hit him in his back bone
I'm that thrown, any given holiday
Halloween, mask on, get dragged on
The gas station pump section, match on
This gon' be a rough ride, very far from drag-on
You ain't never earned respect, nigga, yous a nervous wreck
Choke you like a turtle neck, then pop you like a Percocet
You could never hurdle death, you guaranteed to die, nigga
Don't get out of line, nigga, this ain't just a rhyme, nigga
Fifty-percent of these motherfuckers ain't fucking with me
They ain't fucking with me
The other fifty-percent of these motherfuckers, put 'em under for free
Put 'em under for free
Money, I ain't playing, I'm just saying
I lay your pussy out, put 'em under the pavement
I ain't playing, what the fuck is you saying?
Official Pistol Gang, we ain't nothing to play with
My whole team a bunch of muhfucking apes
Gorilla put the lama to your muhfucking face
But I ain't tryna catch another muhfucking case
If you wanna make wine, you gotta crush a couple grapes
I know a couple Avalon, know a couple Piru
Got a couple shooters that's ensuring my survival
Y'all are writing novels, I'mma write a bible
Vinnie selling gas and it coming out the nozzle
Ain't I don't want trouble, I'm just trying to hit a lick
And if it's really dry, my money, hit me on the hip
They trying to give him twenty, cause they hit him with a brick
He stupid and he know it, so he getting what he get
I got 'em ducking bullets like he leaning off a perc'
If you ain't getting fetty, what's the meaning of the work?
And Vinnie the fifteenth, he fiending for the first
I hope you'll understand that they no breathing in the dirt
He merked
Fifty-percent of these motherfuckers ain't fucking with me
They ain't fucking with me
The other fifty-percent of these motherfuckers, put 'em under for free
Put 'em under for free
Money, I ain't playing, I'm just saying
I lay your pussy out, put 'em under the pavement
I ain't playing, what the fuck is you saying?
Official Pistol Gang, we ain't nothing to play with
Steel Sharpens Steel Saying
Songwriters: Vincent Luviner
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