[ chorus: Holocaust ] This is doomsday, for MCs with hollow skills Who talk about clothing articles and dollar bills And fake ass fives that they dont even drive Hip-hop is war and only strong MCs will survive ( 2x )
[ Holocaust ] Half dead platoon leader, but woken by enemy heaters Juggernot, on the block, lash shots at armed retreaters Why teach it to the utmost unified? Fuck coast, conquered galaxies leaving the banner ruthless cut throats Brains explode, bloddy spatters on the road My thoughts unfold and strip away the nutrients of your soul Hearts cold, blast shots through your nosehole Im hostile, the slugs ricochet through your nostril Strike your tonsils Black kid, creep between walls like an arachnid Smash hits that open you like bullets wit glass tips Kill braid, the black sea serpent who swallow ships My fists become glocks and my knuckles hollow tips P loopbart the dirt, and raise dead soldiers wit a curse Bury thieves wit no headstones so they get back to the earth Still shinin, Im the sun, wars increase by the ton Hands metamorph into axes, fuck guns, shot out your lungs Yo, yo
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[ P.R. Terrorist ] Yo, yo, yo We may bomb this, we seem harmless, check the calmest
My palm hits like a close fist, breakin jauntis You crab ass try to think fast you slow down All six got trey pounds, its thirty six rounds The pristeen, unheard, unseen, the A team Murder being provoked face the red beam Street hop, excite bike triple my smoke screen Sped fast, five hundred crabs have fled the crime scene Out of state, switch the plates, Canib on run dunn Sped fast, rub on the gas, theyre comin fast On they ninja bike, Kawasaki tights a two key prototype Sure we still got height, then I made a right Hit the brake, threw a head fake, last the clutch, Im out of state Full speed ahead never look back always escape
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[ Beretta 9 ] Layin in the dark war trench Covered in mud strong corpse stench Monkey wrench, adjusting my mic, fatigues drenched From soldiers insides, scriptures hidden up in my archives Dodge and throw knives hand to hand combat takin lives Many lost, many took it wit force Some linger wit the disease Born infection known as the bee stinger Its doomsday you rap singers Mockingbirds marking my words This shit is war up in the terrorist arena
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