Vinnie Paz Duel To The Death Lyrics
Duel To The Death by Vinnie Paz
Feat. Mobb Deep, Havoc & Prodigy
(Verse)
Can't nobody fuck around with V.P.
Or else you're gonna find yourself D.E.A.D.
You only got your eye on the prize, you can't see
Cause I ain't really livin' my life for plan B
Anybody brave enough to come against me
Gonna find your body in the bottom of the Dead Sea
How dare you ever in your life walk past me
Without acknowledging this man as G.O.D.
I always been here, always been deranged focus
The heat is always in my hand like jail smokers
Hard work, dedication and sustained dopeness
Bust a motherfucker head 'til his brain opens
Stay cookin' in the kitchen like we are (???)
I was always smoking wakata with poppy people
I ain't never doing anything that's not illegal
Read the Torah lord, black mask, black hebrew
(Hook x2)
This is duel to the death,
This is murder, death, kill
Stay real, because the sun can't chill
M.O.B.B., ain't nobody playin' 'round
Vinnie P-P, fuck around, lay around
(Verse)
I'll have you laid out, Posturepedic
Before the day's out, somebody gon' be layin' bleedin'
Keep fuckin' with me, bring me to the darker side
Where the wolves play and nothin' but your karma lie
You get it back tenfold, yeah, I do you dirty
I'm in my dirty thirties, that mean I'm past the worry
I got it mapped out, every plan hashed out
Perfectly executed, squeeze 'til I'm fresh out
I got goonies, all they do is stick their neck out
For a nigga, cause this loyalty is nothing less
And when this on, you know they got them toolies on deck
What you looking at, boy? You made of bullshit
(Fuck it, boss)
Infamous, yeah, we celebrate life
Pour liquor for the dead, kill niggas on sight
When they get beside themselves, we run up right upon 'em
Leave 'em where they standin'
Pour some fuckin' liquor on 'em
(Hook x2)
This is duel to the death,
This is murder, death, kill
Stay real, because the sun can't chill
M.O.B.B., ain't nobody playin' 'round
Vinnie P-P, fuck around, lay around
(Verse)
Let me start from the beginning at the top of the list
First off, nobody can do it like this!
No matter how hard you try, hard you go
No matter how hard your beats, ill's your flow
Can't fuck with P, yeah, this we know
I'm not a rapper, I'm a master of ceremonial
Gatherings at venues is jam packed(?)
Fuck rap, I'm in it for cream and that's that
Tryna stop my dough? I run you off the map!
Tryna stop my life? I'll blow you out your hat!
The most thuggish, the most ruggish,
The most AKAs you heard of is
Bandanna, banana clip, R.I.P.
I can't help it, my career don't cease
My name don't wear out, I go on forever
That other shit a passing fad, it won't ever
(Verse)
Can't nobody fuck around with V.P.
Or else you're gonna find yourself D.E.A.D.
You only got your eye on the prize, you can't see
Cause I ain't really livin' my life for plan B
Anybody brave enough to come against me
Gonna find your body in the bottom of the Dead Sea
How dare you ever in your life walk past me
Without acknowledging this man as G.O.D.
I always been here, always been deranged focus
The heat is always in my hand like jail smokers
Hard work, dedication and sustained dopeness
Bust a motherfucker head 'til his brain opens
Stay cookin' in the kitchen like we are (???)
I was always smoking wakata with poppy people
I ain't never doing anything that's not illegal
Read the Torah lord, black mask, black hebrew
(Hook x2)
This is duel to the death,
This is murder, death, kill
Stay real, because the sun can't chill
M.O.B.B., ain't nobody playin' 'round
Vinnie P-P, fuck around, lay around
(Verse)
I'll have you laid out, Posturepedic
Before the day's out, somebody gon' be layin' bleedin'
Keep fuckin' with me, bring me to the darker side
Where the wolves play and nothin' but your karma lie
You get it back tenfold, yeah, I do you dirty
I'm in my dirty thirties, that mean I'm past the worry
I got it mapped out, every plan hashed out
Perfectly executed, squeeze 'til I'm fresh out
I got goonies, all they do is stick their neck out
For a nigga, cause this loyalty is nothing less
And when this on, you know they got them toolies on deck
What you looking at, boy? You made of bullshit
(Fuck it, boss)
Infamous, yeah, we celebrate life
Pour liquor for the dead, kill niggas on sight
When they get beside themselves, we run up right upon 'em
Leave 'em where they standin'
Pour some fuckin' liquor on 'em
(Hook x2)
This is duel to the death,
This is murder, death, kill
Stay real, because the sun can't chill
M.O.B.B., ain't nobody playin' 'round
Vinnie P-P, fuck around, lay around
(Verse)
Let me start from the beginning at the top of the list
First off, nobody can do it like this!
No matter how hard you try, hard you go
No matter how hard your beats, ill's your flow
Can't fuck with P, yeah, this we know
I'm not a rapper, I'm a master of ceremonial
Gatherings at venues is jam packed(?)
Fuck rap, I'm in it for cream and that's that
Tryna stop my dough? I run you off the map!
Tryna stop my life? I'll blow you out your hat!
The most thuggish, the most ruggish,
The most AKAs you heard of is
Bandanna, banana clip, R.I.P.
I can't help it, my career don't cease
My name don't wear out, I go on forever
That other shit a passing fad, it won't ever