~~~Vyse~~~
Guess who still dropping bombs like we was back in vietnam,
leaving behind a dedzone and keeping the winds calm,
playtime is over its time for your streak of luck to break,
I'm taking the devils keys and I'm walking out of hells gate,
time to fuck the world, but I'll have half you niggas shook then,
the next best out of 718 and I don't mean Queens, or Brooklyn,
your protection is laughable these days,
I come thru and and attack what you need to survive like I was AIDS,
I still got the flow, I still got shine, the game is soon to be mine in a matter of time,
bringing back what the streets want to hear,
the type of shit you play to your moms and it fills them with fear,
the type the makes your girl pick up the peice and shoot it out,
I'll leave you niggas thirsty for more, cause you dry right now like a Desertfication drought,
the steam rising in me like when its winter time and you piss,
this style of gangsta MTV OR BET not even ready fot this,
I'm like Limp Bizkit it's myway or the highway,
they might have to censor my whole flow freestyle friday!

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Vyse the unfaithful,
Vyse the unholy,
I'm a half man half god, that's what they told me,
leaving niggas running on the sound of the first click,
you claim you know me, but you dont know shit.

~~~Vyse~~~
Yall dont understand when you say Vyse is a joke,
but I dont understand you cause I think your Life is a joke,
I have a souless grill that's why I'm a.k.a. T-Grimm,
the era of gangsterness is a bout to begin,
Talk mad shyt but once I put the chrome behind ya,
yall niggas get sweat more then a wet vagina,
with your weak reputation it wont be hard to find ya,
you aint a big dawg, how thought you was stopin me,
when I do niggas like slow comptuers, shut'em down imporperly,
by the look in your eyes I can tell your gun talent is sloppy,
I'll drop most you niggas like Tito did William Joppy,

2x(chorus)

~~~Vyse~~~
hold the pound for me, nah fuck it give that back,
I'll walk with it since I got two in my jeans and two in the strap,
I'm tired of this present version of so-called rap,
with hardcore beats but a bitch ass rap,
talk about your flow is heard wolrd wide,
when you can't even connect to America On-Line,
you real thug, then pick up that gun player,
you bitch ass nigga, your hand shaking like a vibrator,
the Ice on the streets is freezing the rap game,
cause you hear that shit as if it was a niggas name,
you wanna shake some niggas up, Vyse is ready to ball,
but not even Far-Rock deserved that type of wake up call,
its gonna get ugly cause you wont recall the faces after I spray'em,
hot pavement and concrete that's where i love to lay'em,
catch'em on they home ground to silence the home crowd,
my style of assassination will make Salvitore Lione proud,
the press will wanna know from under what rock did I came,
I'd log on aol and look for infamouslyinsane.

4x(chorus)

TELL ME WHO'S KILLING THIS SHYT RIGHT NOW! WHO THE FUCK WANTS IT! I'M FOCUSED MY NIGGA'S! THIS IS AN ABSOLUTE SHUTDOWN OF THE STREETS!

VYSE
a.k.a. The Mercenary,
a.k.a. The Pirate,
a.k.a. T-Grimm,
a.k.a. Unholy
Mother Fuckers!