Tear It Down - Reef The Lost Cauze, Planetary, Vinnie Paz

Yo, this young buck rowdy, my gun buck loudly

When I was a buck, they had me locked up down in Buck’s County

But I beat that wrap, you never catch me on a beat that’s whack

I can’t eat like that

Reef that cat who cock back, let the Desi hit you

When you thought I was just talking shit like Freddie Mitchell

You ain’t ready, is you?

I invest in every pistol

Aim on point like a steady missile

Heavy fiscal, I need that love, hundreds in dubs

Where the weed at?

I need that drug, cause I’m addicted to it

Rhyme-boxes start spitting fluid

When y’all do it, seem don’t nobody listen to it

Love from Philly all the way to kids in Munich

Germany, I murder beats and add the difference to it

Word to Pazienza, smack your men’s up, crack your limbs up

And leave you fucked up like a Latin’s liver

So listen up

They be scraping your cantaloupe off the pavement

You know we in the place with the guns in our waist

Step through the door, tore the shit off the hinges

This is the start of you dying, Plan' spit with the heart of a lion

The belt of Orion wrapped around your neck with the iron

Pointed at your fucking chest, bitch niggas is crying

I’m with Reef the Lost Cauze and we causing the violence

We causing the murder that causing niggas carrying burners

We the cause and effect of life, it’s hard to observe us

You don’t understand, we got the upper-hand spitting

First you need to over-stand, you soft like under-hand pitching

You could tell I’m a Pun fan when I’m spitting

Rappers like me are hard to come by, like copping Summer Jam tickets

You need to focus before you think or approach us

You scream «player» dog, we the coaches

Too ferocious, bo-guarded, every moment is precious

You niggas is costarring, we the stars of this epic

Unveiling the secret is more than fairy tales when we preaching

This that '94 Boom Bap shit that we teaching

Cut your head off, guillotine, Henry VIII style

Y’all reminding me of Cheddar Bob in 8 Mile

I wanna see everybody in the place wild

Anybody move, buck 'em in they face «Blaow!»

I stay bent, daddy, night and day

Show 'em that I care when I send kites to Jay

It ain’t nice, but it’s right to say

It’s real, when the cat gone, mice will play

It’s ice today, but tomorrow you breathless

My team is on the same shit like collaborative efforts

We grab at your necklace, there’s no other way

We bring it back to the East like we brother J

Any fucking day, you could come see us

North, South, West Philly, you don’t wanna meet us

We some wild Puerto Ricans, Italians, Morenos

Fuck it!

Let they brains blow

They be scraping your cantaloupe off the pavement

They be scraping your cantaloupe off the pavement

They be scraping your cantaloupe off the pavement

They be scraping your cantaloupe off the pavement