Vinnie Paz & Ill Bill - Keeper Of The Seven Keys скачать mp3

Walked in, both of us looked like terrorists Walked in, both of us looked like terrorists Masks on, second floor, dun yo, I handle this [Verse 1] When y’all was f*****g around with Bush I was running with Saddam Puffing on the kush and building with the imam The only thing you motherfuckers set was the alarm I’m stronger than the m***********g Tet in Vietnam Whoever wanna knuckle up will be deformed Praying to the altar of the church and reading psalms I don’t mean weapons when I say that I’m dealing arms I chop a m***********g body up and feed the dogs Me and Billy ain’t even deities we the gods You a f****t, we the OGs that’s in the yard Only a select few believe in Fard The rest gonna meet with Shaitan to bleed and starve Left hook astronomy, you seeing stars If I ain’t in the studio drunk I be in bars Bill buck-fifty this p***y and leave a scar You might own a team, believe the league is ours [Chorus] *Scratching* Walked in, both of us looked like terrorists Walked in, both of us looked like terrorists Masks on, second floor dunn yo, I handle this Walked in, both of us looked like terrorists Walked in, both of us looked like terrorists Masks on, second floor dunn yo, I handle this [Verse 2] He was the keeper of the seven keys, eighteen a brick A hundred and twenty-six thousand in a briefcase, give me my s**t It had the look that said “I am the power” The white angel with a scorpion branded across the particles of powder Martyrs in the tower, owls, apocalyptic hour Sound of pistol shower, crowning a system that devour Mysticism shrouded in whispers, profound with an interest Push a button and blow you up with a bomb from a distance Like for instance in the parked car across from the precinct Looking out my window watching your window falling to pieces Bombing emergency, counterinsurgency, serpents flee Furnished by me, sponsored courtesy of the murder spree Using religion, science vs. superstition Came from the future to teach us how we overthrew the system He lost an eye and several fingers on his right hand Letterbomb sent to him by unidentified fans The truth was never revealed, he retired to an island near Fiji So his past would never reappear Or so he thought until he caught some unidentifiable virus They say he has five weeks to live [Chorus] *Scratching* Walked in, both of us looked like terrorists Walked in, both of us looked like terrorists Masks on, second floor dunn yo, I handle this Walked in, both of us looked like terrorists Walked in, both of us looked like terrorists Masks on, second floor dunn yo, I handle this