Vinnie Paz - Drag You To Hell Lyrics

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[Hook x 2]

Im taking my own life I might as well

Guess where Im going cause the Devils inside

Im taking my own life thats where Im going

Except they might not sell weed in Hell

[Verse 1]

See I always have respect cause I always talk fact

The .38 and the 50 caliber hot black

I always left with nothing but I always brought back

I always been a hustler I probably go off that

Yall dont wanna go to work with the boy

Theres only two words that describe me: search and destroy

I dont think you wanna get murked by the boy

My shit is military yalls is like a nursery toy

Its hurting you boys

My team aint even hungry we famished

I murder everybody fuck collateral damage

Im animal savage with Hannibals habits

Ill mangle your cabbage

I walked into the parish and I strangled the faggots

I hang with the baddest brothers put their trust into Jesus

Run with brothers whos forty guzzlers Islamic extremists

Ugly and ignorant is how they perceive us

I dont care Im trying to deal with my personal demons

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[Hook x 2]

[Verse 2]

Yall dont wanna go that route

Broke motherfucker need to throw his throwback out

If you see me drinking something good I stole that stout

If you see me drinking in the hood then roll back out

On the real I dont want no one to bother me cousin

Rapping just a little fucking bit of part of me cousin

Im just trying to have a drink at the bar with my cousin

I aint mean to be rude god pardon me cousin

I stay strapped lord gun in the tuck

Young boys act wild lord funny as fuck

I scrap southpaw sonning you fucks

Look at you lord on the floor bummy as fuck what?

My life been defined by death

So I guess if everybody dead mine is next

My father dropped a jewel on me time forgets

Its not as easily the mind forgets

Yall know what I mean?

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[Verse 3]

Drag you to Hell Im evil dead you can call me Sam Raimi

These motherfuckers want a verse but they cant pay me

Fuck a funeral home put em in the sand maybe

Yall are acting like youre big like youre mad gravy

Yall dont wanna beef with the god

Dont have the brain power to compete with the god

Yall should retreat from the god before you get turned to meat

Something to eat for the god peace to the gods

I carry heavy shit big guns John Rambo

Imma spot Russia like Pakistani commandos

How you go to war when youre standing in sandals?

Now youre dead and your family handling candles

Dont even call for a truce Im about to end this

Whole motherfucker when I call for the troops

Reservoir dog walk with the troops

And I burn this motherfucker down to the ground down to its roots

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