[Intro: Vinnie Paz]
Yeah! Come on, pa, I’m cut from a different cloth!
Y’know what I’m sayin’ I’m cut from a different cloth than y’all mafuckas! (ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!)
Y'know mean?
Papo Andy foreva!
Yeah, come on
Yeah

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
I told you, you should learn from mistakes
I will violate a motherfucker, personal space
This a CarboTech, come with a submersible case
At the sound of the demon bell, merciful fate
All we do is rock low symbols, turbans and weight
I watch Musa be a father, give a sermon to Leif
This a cloak and dagger operation, turn to the safe
Have his physical return to an invertible place
First and foremost is my ahki
Playin' with ya life, rollin' dice like Monopoly
Brothers overseas givin' Dawah talkin' cocky
Don’t ask me 'bout nobody my relationships is Rocky
I scribe thoughts pa, I'm like Miguel de Unamuno
Catch ya homie walk away like Claus Von Bulow
It's an undefeated record, ahki, look at the stats
You was broke down ass betting look at the facts, stupid
[Chorus: Vinnie Paz & Demoz]
Trigger pon cocked, that’s a headshot
It’s fiends out here, Zombieland, that’s a dead fly
You better fly away
You better get away Get away n***a
Trigger pon cocked, that’s a headshot
It’s fiends out here, ahki that’s a dead fly
You better fly awa-a-a-ayy
You better get awa-a-a-ayy Get away n***a

[Verse 2: Vast Aire]
When Paz is done with your body
He sends ‘em to Vas to rock ‘em, freak form box ‘em
This ain't a Christmas stocking
It’s the Last Mohican that keeps the burner in his Moccasin
Smoke signals, we got loud
Gunner air mysterious, beyond clouds
Never seen before
But once I reveal myself, it’ll start the Secret War
The mind trick of cannibal, I’m like Hannibal
Having dinner with the doctor at the festival
At the end of the movie, tell the cops it wasn’t me
I was chillin’ with Suzy
It's Vast Aire, the Sith Lord
I won’t hesitate to pinch your wind cord
Everybody’s wondering like how
New Millennium, blowing up like Lando
[Chorus: Vinnie Paz & Demoz]
Trigger pon cocked, that’s a headshot
It’s fiends out here, Zombieland, that’s a dead fly
You better fly away
You better get away Get away n***a
Trigger pon cocked, that’s a headshot
It’s fiends out here, ahki that’s a dead fly
You better fly awa-a-a-ayy
You better get awa-a-a-ayy Get away n***a

[Verse 3: Demoz]
I remember I was broke, scramblin’ so I could smoke
No joke, I was livin’ like an addict sniffin’ dope
In the attic doing coke with a addict gettin’ throat
Like a savage, but I’m not an savage, n***a I’m the GOAT
Yes the greatest, you the fakest, it’s sad the shit I wrote
Could have dropped a thousand albums, Scott, they glad I never spoke
But I’m speakin’ now, and I’m spittin’ ether now
Catch you like I catch a dutch, smoke you like the reefer now
Pussy ass n***as in the game like it’s Easter now
I’m in all black, weapon on me like the Reaper now
I ain’t come to sell my soul, I kept it like a prenup
Bitch you sold your soul now you tryna get a refund
Hey Mr. Critic you created a monster, in my head
I’m a double entendre, am I dead?
Please let me know 'cause I’m feelin’ like a ghost
They can’t see me like Stevie but they feelin’ what I wrote
[Chorus: Vinnie Paz & Demoz]
Trigger pon cocked, that’s a headshot
It’s fiends out here, Zombieland, that’s a dead fly
You better fly away
You better get away Get away n***a
Trigger pon cocked, that’s a headshot
It’s fiends out here, ahki that’s a dead fly
You better fly awa-a-a-ayy
You better get awa-a-a-ayy Get away n***a