Vinnie Paz - Contra lyrics

[k**a Sha] The invincible huh? Yeah ya'll be seein it It is what it is indeed Stoupie Ya'll be knowin huh? Let 'em know [Ikon the Hologram aka Vinnie Paz] Hold the device tight, when it's time for a mic fight You're a pagan tryin to battle someone who's Christ-like The precise knight that smash you with a white pipe Left you bleeding into the ocean under the night's light Oh you hype right? Well meet the soul benders Cop that or get shot at like goaltenders You roll benches till playin fear was fair game Ya'll got f**ed up like s** on an airplane That's why we can't change, we just ill We blow trees, sip Ole E's and spit real The clip's filled with the wrath that Cain saw Then I slash with a leather mask and chainsaw That's why the brain's raw, that's why your veins pour That's why you copped my sh** nine times at the same store That's why you Entered the Dragon and got slashed And that's why the Hologram counting up cash. What!? [Hook] Looking for rappers who wanna battle Don't seem to understand that I'm just that bad The underground rapper who's wrecking Whatever ya want yo, whatever ya like [k**asha] Holocaust, rap javelin toss k**asha's the boss I take what's yours, pour poison in your pores I'm down for the cause my n***a, not "because" My soul wasn't made to be lost, stop for the pause I play 48 minutes hard without the calls Slicin elbows through ya jaw, need I say more? Facinated with 44s and foul who*es Large gram cookups, and the ill drug scores My captivating verses, that'll open all doors I soar like a condor ready for war, f** the law! [Sample: distorted] "raindrops on the ground" [Hook] [Jus Allah] Ominous leave your brain matter painted on ya Stainmaster Game of d**h motherf**er we draft ya, semi-autograph ya Keepin L's lit, sendin pellets through helmets Shells hit, you and the f*g you share a cell with Takin n***as out their element, rhyme fighters Divine writers, time travellers, Sliders Pale n***as act jail lifers Who tell the active nail biters with the 12s in thier diapers Shoes never walk nor land, explore land I expose my scrolls and code it in Fortran Bullets graze ya wig kid, brushes with d**h I let the iron clutch grip the bones in ya flesh Playin on ya wrist like strings on a violin Dyin in a blood pool wrestlin Leviathan f**in wit Gods, Jedi Mind Tricks Ya'll s**as like n***as born without dicks [Scratches till end]