Intro: "You feel some pain, but I'm known, you can't here me" "Get out of my head" *gun shot*
What, ("You feel some pain..") It's like this, what, what Check it out, yo
[Shogun Assasson] This is war niggaz, a duel to the death You better make sure your swords sharp And you got a lyin' heart Cause, I strike for the throat And stab them with a deadly note That pierces the eardrums Those are the equally grym Now you're stunned Another victim of the Shogun A spinal chop to the cerebellum So, go ahead, try to run in advance Cause I stand firm on my warrior stance Ready to be-head you, dead you Rid your body of a soul, make it an empty vessel Because, your rhymes aint punctual My actual or factual, that's why I verbally attack you
[Islord] Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo check this Thousand dollar line for line paragraph causin' ruckus Towards y'all, weak motherfuckin analog niggaz Tryin' to come into the mist of my digital shit You get flipped on, snapped on your collar bone And a spike, cause I don't like snake niggaz in my eyesight Cause, I'm so agile and so quick to pull My razorblade sharp sword out the case And chop your face, disgrace y'all to another place with No traces left behind, where the body was laid out For the coroners to figure out That it was one swing from the guillotine That decapitated his head from his shoulders
"You can't here me" "Get out of my head"
[Beretta 9] Yo, we're holdin' straps of fire to make gunmen retire Or pisteens slugs that penitrated your entire Physical, that left niggaz critical Killarmy the black son to make all fuckin nine planets digable With the science to control ninety-nine, keep all minds alligned All the selfish will be dealt with by the nine M-M which stands for marksman, regard the last swordsman Which chop off your head if you don't live accordin I sincerely love Allah's mathmatics, camouflage fabrics I got a revolver, fuck automatics, the black asaitic Lick em off to a shot at your motherfuckin attic
"Soldiers combine the sacred seven men" - Killa Sin sample "Killarmy Profilin' mostly buck whilin'" - Islord sample "Soldiers combine the sacred seven men" - Killa Sin sample
"Killarmy Profilin' mostly buck whilin'" - Islord sample "Get out of my head" - movie sample "Soldiers combine the sacred seven men" - Killa Sin sample
[9th Prince] Yo, I'm a legendary swordsman, bionic man like state forces Seven horsemen, wu-ninjas move across coarse sands I murder niggaz wit my bare hands It's darkness in the wu-caves We hang crusades, salute grenades, the sixty ways like frave My pistol has an infer-red, as an eagle Loitor will lag, blast the brains out of apple heads I leave MC's and DJ's on twists at deathbeds Underworld statis, the black knight like Latice Destroy the midnight train, my domain is built like alactics Beretta 9 the killin' machine Shogun Assason is that nigga who chases you in your dreams Killa Sin will kill again with the same knife The thief of Bagdad could steal your life PR Terrorist and Prince Sadaam moves the middle-east region It's razorblade season, so all you putty-faced niggaz is badly bleedin
[Killa Sin] Yo, I'm like a landmine, schemin' on air-time Keepin' on the standby, flight and blow the crowd with their hands high For now I amplify sounds of the coliseum down First round, face down, lace clowns like a nightgown Light brown, deck them down Eyes wide as I recite, beamin' the mic With satellites, tri-state cream To travel right, fleein' the scene Team fights with the livest MC's So, Killarm, strike your moment of silence Live degrees, well you're eatin' them off That's the reason why your legion fell off You popped corns wanna be war pawns Once, the war's on, and Al Pachino won the last of red dawn Open mic session, bury you Spark a party up, somethin terrible The pain that my niggaz bring forth is unbearable Yo, I'm tellin' you...it's da fuck
Outro: *various talk over samples*
"Arm make them, Killarm's born man" "You feel some pain, but I'm known, you can't here me" "Get out of my head" *gun shot* "...born man, Killarm's born man" "You feel some pain, but I'm known, you can't here me" "Get out of my head" "You feel some pain, but I'm known, you can't here me" "Get out of my head" *gun shot*Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
