[ P.R. Terrorist ] Skuffed up guns, toss the filthy heat then run Dirty Weaponry fill my clip with rusty dum dums It hardly worked right, When I bust it hardly jerked right Smith and Wesson type, illuminate the block all night Serial scraped, found it in the nearby lake Dried it off, an hour later caught your man for his cake Administrate an earthquake, the earth shake Your body ache, your lifes at stake stake Your lyrics aint holding no wieght Parylize your enterprise cause they moving like snakes Up in my grasp, little they know its water then gas Spark that ass with the friction that my music enhance Verbal vibrations spit a few darts from out my stash Terrorist nemesis is the first and the last Knowledge and understanding one and the same I aim, no restrain, nothing to lose, all to gain I raise cane and snap your back, rip out your veins Crack your frame, return you loopbback from where you came
[ 9th Prince ] Yo, yo Im the master of ceremony revolutionist Lyrical demolitionist, trapped in the abyss Pirates of dark waters meterologist Slang thugs be sublime to to abdict lyrics is dangerous I exiled myself from earth and built a home on Uranus 9th Prince, the ill street acrobatic, lyrical gymnastic The stage is gymnasium I slay through the rythem, I tear notes like patriotism The universal, find at rehearsal Rappers is too commercial, I live til we murder you We attack with logical, scrape your physical composition With broken bottles, and blow fire out my nostrils
Rappers is nervous, battle mode verses Lyrically enormous shockwaves split the surface Psychic predictions, its the imitation of the minds of egyptians Political, poor then musician Tools hit the moon make the earth cause collision With seven planets, then I vanish So call me the human Titanic Seize the prisoner in captivity Son of Solar broke the laws of gravity Fellows incarcerated, assault and battery against the music academy MCs is too gentle Stab my pencil inside your temple And revenge the general
[ chorus: P.R. Terrorist ] Red dawn, war pawns, raps nasty like porn Pass on, transform, arm leg leg arm Supreme head, infra-red, we form like voltron We form like voltron
[ Beretta 9 ] We go to war like Arabians, Pakistinians, Richmond and Indians Germans, Muslims, Vikings, Patriots Trojans, Conquistodors, Romans Projects, Aztecs, Confederates, Yankees, Nazis Nomvets drown you in the ocean get your shit open Shouldve had your sword but it was broken Strike your whole facility with strength and agility To the best of my ability with heavy artillerary Extreme me a military Killarmy adversary Shot your first platoon, drop a bomb on your secondary Mindstate be war, for this newer revolutionary Beretta aiming sights at your dome and at your coronary Then I finish you off with a banner to the respiratory Best prepare to die when you step into my territory
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