http://soulassassins.com/?p=18041
[Intro]
Back to the future, blast from the past
A brand new religion for your stankin’ ass
We pray, we fast, we conducting mass
Gangster pop your gun, hooker shake your ass
Back to the future, blast from the past
A brand new religion for your stankin’ ass
We pray, we fast, we conducting mass
Gangster pop your gun, hooker shake your ass
[Verse 1: Slaine]
Yo my whole clique is full of white trash obscene slobs
Between jobs gobbling beans and scheme broads
My whole hood is problem fiends it seems odd
So when I spit it’s like getting bit by a mean dog
And everyday you’re one step closer to seeing God
Murdered in cold blood and buried on Cape Cod
God I’ve been involved in the sin, I’m in a fog and I’ve been
Plotting and scheming to rob a synagogue
I guess my brain’s probably swollen and mangled
From smoking angel dust inside a stolen Durango
Red Sox hat on my skull at an angle
Full of this anger, enough to spit these bullets and slain you
You cats probably think I’m full of shit, ain’t you?
But when I go to Hell I’ll get my punishment painful
I’mma fuck around and sneak a gun in my ankle
Blunt and some ‘caine too, Satan this is wonderful, thank you
[Chorus repeated]
Do that shit, do that shit, do it
[Verse 2: Ill Bill]
You could be forgotten in space, or shot in the face
Popped and erased, chopped the fuck up and dropped in a lake
Nobody’s safe, many disappear without a trace
The most talented of hooda pigs unable to solve the case
Snitches and stool pigeons in car trunks
Have your body found behind Starrett City without pride and without a tongue
The tongue is a beast, it can put you underneath the prison
With nails through your hands and your feet at the crucifixion
Jesus and Judas, Caesar and Brutus
Gotti, Gravano, that rat Henry Hill spotted in a Tahoe
On his way to Houston, it’s theme song acoustic
Fuck ballistics, the murder weapon was a pool stick
Loose lips sink Titanics
Sideways talk greasy, get your wig split open gigantic
Billy Oceanic, Satanic, a poke in the chocha
La Coka Nostra, the ones that killed Tony Verzosa
[Chorus repeated]
mate you are flat out fair play, getting these lyrics up so fast.
Should read like this…a few lines were off…
Yo my whole clique is full of white trash obscene slobs
Between jobs gobbling beans and scheme broads
My whole hood is problem fiends it seems odd
So when I spit it’s like getting bit by a mean dog
And everyday you’re one step closer to seeing God
Murdered in cold blood and buried on Cape Cod
God I’ve been involved in the sin, I’m in a fog and I’ve been
Plotting and scheming to rob a synagogue
I guess my brain’s probably swollen and mangled
From smoking angel dust inside a stolen Durango
Red Sox hat on my skull at an angle
Full of this anger, enough to spit these bullets and slain you
You cats probably think I’m full of shit, ain’t you?
But when I go to Hell I’ll get my punishment painful
I’mma fuck around and sneak a gun in my ankle
Blunt and some ‘caine too, Satan this is wonderful, thank you
You could be forgotten in space, or shot in the face
Popped and erased, chopped the fuck up and dropped in a lake
Nobody’s safe, many disappear without a trace
The most talented of hooda pigs unable to solve the case
Snitches and stool pigeons in car trunks
Have your body found behind Starrett City without pride and without a tongue
The tongue is a beast, it can put you underneath the prison
With nails through your hands and your feet at the crucifixion
Jesus and Judas, Caesar and Brutus
Gotti, Gravano, that rat Henry Hill spotted in a Tahoe
On his way to Houston, it’s theme song acoustic
Fuck ballistics, the murder weapon was a pool stick
Loose lips sink Titanics
Sideways talk greasy, get your wig split open gigantic
Billy Oceanic, Satanic, a poke in the chocha
La Coka Nostra, the ones that killed Tony Verzosa
thanks a million man. and excellent remix.
and thanks for the kind words, shred.
last line should be:
“La Coka Nostra, the ones that killed Tony For Sosa”
yeah that makes a lot more sense and how i had it before but i’m pretty sure that’s the real DJ who was in the studio who commented so i’ll just leave it how it is,
Doubt thats the real SOLO. I’m on their street team and happen to have heard the acapella, these were the original verses before they changed the song for some reason, DJ SOLO just mixed the prerecorded verses with DJ Hazard’s Wicked So… its clear in the acapella that he says “the ones that killed Tony for Sosa”.
in either case, props for writing these lyrics out so fast!
Sorry, sorry, just talked to Mils, the line might actually be “the ones that killed Tony Verzosa”
the Scarface line sounds so much better though!
yeah i agree it does sound better. and i Googled Tony Verzoza and i don’t even think he exists so the line doesn’t really make sense. oh well. i’ll leave it how it is. i’m sure people will read the comments and make their own determination.