Fire and Ice - Outerspace

Yeah

Outerspace baby

It’s Vinnie Paz

Blood and ashes

We came a long way, baby

Yo Planet

Tell these motherfuckers what the deal is cousin

Let em know daddy

I wouldn’t even know how to live this dream

Without my kids, my cream, my wiz, my team

Without a means of scheme no underground scene

No hustle, no struggle, or the shit in between

Without a fan base or stores that scan tapes

And it only make me stronger when another man hate

You can’t escape, everything I spit 6 feet

And I bet you ain’t think that I could get this deep

Let me explain: thoughts bringing treacherous pain

I’mma get these Bill Gates numbers next to my name

Even if it takes leaving niggas wet in the rain

I’mma aim at their hearts and souls to get fame

I’m an artist, starving it explains my reign

But I promise you motherfuckers that shit gon' change

We still, traveling through space and time

Same clique, same fam, same frame of mind

My lines crush, in hopes I’mma leave my mind plush

With diamonds plus I do it til my time is up

We attacking your region, it’s massacre season

Warchild, where you at I’m only half of the reason

We came a long way, been to space and back

From the hallways and right through the basement cracks

We’re here to take over every place on the map

We some real rude niggas put your face on the map

I wouldn’t even know how to live my life

Without my kid, my wiz, my crib, my ice

Without my dick, my whip, no clip no knife

Without a chance to uplift and spit precise

It’s a cold world, rocky road, don’t roll the dice

If you can’t lay the change on the table it’s only right

I need one mic

One chance and one glance

One fight

One dance to become champ

Word to Lyrical

Verb vanisher swallow your fronts when I lose patience

My people say I need to chill, breathing stop

Homie I’d rather cleave your grill til the bleeding stop

And I’mma set freeze and chills til my sleeves is rocked

And I’mma proceed to build until I reach the top

Call it what you want, if you feel the need to plot

I got the perimeter locked from block to block

I spit sick literature, hot for you to cop

Fingertips on hollow cylinders cock to make you drop, bitch

I’m toxic, chemical warfare, beware

I’m frontline nigga, with one rhyme I’m there

We came a long way, been to space and back

From the hallways and right through the basement cracks

We’re here to take over every place on the map

We some real rude niggas put your face on the map

Yeah

It’s fucking Outerspace

Raw shit, hardcore shit

What’s the fucking deal

It’s fucking Vinnie Paz baby

It ain’t a game out here

AOTP, punching y’all in the fucking face

This shit is hardcore, out of my heart core

Na mean?

Blood and ashes

Crypt the Warchild

Planetary

AOTP

King Syze

What’s the fucking deal?

Keep it moving baby

It’s our motherfucking year

Y’all might as well fall the fuck back

Or face the fucking repercussions

It’s fucking over x4

Yeah

You fucking crumbs, maggots, fucking worms, fucking noodles

Fuck ya’ll