Feign Submission (Interlude) - Vinnie Paz

Feign Submission

Any time I pull the hammer out, it’s usually Glock

It’s usually cocked, it’s usually for shooting at cops

I’d like to say I’m sober, but I’m usually not

Usually at the bar with bitches, they salute me a lot

And they like to argue whether they a groupie or not

Tell me that they intellectual and school me a lot

Listen bitch, I ain’t sayin' if you stupid or not

You just barkin' up the wrong tree, move it or stop

I was reading Nabokov, while you was groovin' to pop

I was selling nickel bags and was a student of Pac

I was watching Kubrick movies, I was shootin' a lot

Had to lie to my mama, wasn’t truthful a lot

You was stupid, thought a Bud deuce-deuce was a lot

And I never thought a whole bottle of Goose was a lot

You decide if I’m drunk or that I’m lucid or not

I just know that I’m smarter than you, and the proof in the pot