Shadow of the Guillotine - Vinnie Paz, Q-Unique

«I have heard the young men of Judah.

They acknowledge me king!

As for you…

You thought my father’s yoke was heavy?

Wait until you feel mine!

You thought my father’s taxes too high?

Mine will crush you!

How dare you speak out against your lawful king?

My father chastised you with whips.

I shall use scorpions!

I am your king!»

I stay on top of the mountain, I was a born rapper

The house of the Holy Spirit, another long chapter

Untouched glory of God, a strong factor

The nine laws were bound together from psalms after

The Smith & Wesson rubber grip made my palm blacker

You not a MC pussy, you a reformed actor

Your whole fam is fucked up in Al-Anon matter

The Chemical Wedding of Christ where the gods gather

The weapon of the dead gods was a thorn dagger

Every verse, every Sura in the Quran has a

-nother scripture, another picture was drawn blacker

Arabize Kurdish legacy, the storm catcher

The fuckin' MC you don’t wanna perform after

The seventh son of the seventh son of his law passer

Mercy prevail over wrath from Imam ladder

16 bars similar to God’s rapture

They tried to stop me at every level and stress me and send me devils

I press 'em like Chevy pedals and shred 'em like heavy metal

We’ll never settle for a minute of the spotlight

Your raps is a gat spittin', it ain’t shot right

I caught some spittin' shots to your brain cell

So you and George Zimmerman can rot in the same Hell

Capital Q stand at odds with the metal ready

And level the playin' field with the God of the Serengeti

Keep your enemies close enough to never fall

A victim of a death plot, keep afar and get shot

Decapitated heads drop and fall down a flight of stairs

Like Apocalypto sacrifices, I rap to stack prices

Like Apple Mac devices, it’s real brutal

And got that rock steady seal of approval

I pray to the heavens, he pray to the east

And on the Sunday San Gennaro we parade to the feast, minchia!