Looking for Trouble - Blaq Poet, Chino XL, Vinnie Paz

You looking for trouble?

You found it, I’m right here

Resevoir Dog nigga, cut off your right ear

Blaq Poet dope kid, you already know that

I’ll cut you, head butt you

Can’t fuck with this throwback

Lyrics too hard like motherfucking granite

Or gran-ITE feels like I’m not from this planet

Or maybe it’s the Henny in me, I don’t understand it

Fuck trying to figure it out I just slam it

Something’s cooking, yo, who’s looking for war

Who’s looking for a broke jaw get laid on the floor

Straight warrior, battle with the warriors

Fuck what happened and fuck what the story is

If you really want it all you gotta do is test this

I’m reckless, you must have a motherfucking death wish

I pledge allegiance to destruction, I’m tyrannical

I am the apex, top tier animal

King of the jungle, I was meant to be royal

I’m from a broken home, I was raised on enemy soil

Big Chino goes hard in the paint

Getting love out in Boston like I’m a Boondock Saint

Wait, you think that I’m done when I ain’t

I speak with a tongue full of hate

When I’m irate I pray for the lungs of Big Punisher the great

Give you an ass-whipping that’s really just over fifteen minutes

The amount of hits that you will take to the face will be in triple digits

You looking for trouble?

Come get it and get an eye missing

Every verse that I spitted is a special limited edition

My words and spiritual worlds a perfect marriage

Bringing you that scary footage without them stupid shaking cameras

Paranormal Activity raw with the depths of my depravity

These visions in my head got me walking the edge of insanity

I’m the nightmare that will easily wake up Tim Burton beastily

Never peacefully, there’s curtains a surgeon carving you up evenly

The uncooked flesh that I eat wears prepared in demonic boil

Bile encapsulated in vials and mixed with cemetery soil

For artists with no need for Thesaurus to bring verbal horrors

And for the end I’m leaving you skinned like that movie Martyrs

It’s proven of all rulers I’m the most ghoulish

Fuck who you and your crew is

I’ll catch you on your cruise ship and decapitate you

And I’m using your skull as congas

My movement is an animal unleashed

When I preach my creature speech

It’s utter madness, like cow disease

My haters can’t excel our tasers in hell

I’m sicker than a schizophrenic hermaphrodite raping itself

Fuck out of here

You looking for trouble?

You found it, I’m right here

I rip the track in fucking half, you just a slight tear

I run with rowdy motherfuckers who don’t fight fair

Right there, stomp his fucking head in with the Nike Airs

I’m colder than polar motherfucker, the white bear

I’m from Philly it ain’t that motherfucking nice here

The manifestation of holiness is right here

My fascination with loneliness in the night air

I think it’s common knowledge, you don’t wanna fuck with me

If I’m your bunkie, you wouldn’t wanna be stuck with me

Pussy boy soaking wet like a buck fifty

John Rambo, take his fucking guts with me

Just waiting until this Goose and this fucking dust hits me

You ain’t Aaron Fuchs, you ain’t from a tough city

I was Killadelph, brothers Puff 'nough izzy

I throw a left right leave a sucker duck dizzy, stupid