Intro: beretta 9 & killa sin
Yo. smell that gun powder in the air?
Yo. I smell it, kid.
Shit is like this everyday when I wake up.
We do this shit all time, kid.
It's a war zone.
It ain't nothing new over here.
Word up.
You know?
Killarmy time. military thing.
Shaolin thing.
It's born, build nigga.
Gotta civilize.
Yo. check it out. yo. yo.
Chorus: beretta 9
Where I rest at niggaz scheme at plot
Sling rocks, stars, cops over on our block and get fought
Bust a shot and get shot, smoke pot, get locked
Do a bid, while some taught to resurface to the street
Some don't last, won't weep
Where I rest at keep a vest and a gat at least three ways back
So, the flash can't track, where I rest at do the one to time
Double dirty crossed sneeky snake fucks, where I rest at
[killa sin]
Kid, but where I rest at the crime wave be jumping off
Like suicide, commitors on a busy highway with they clothes off
The fire trucks, trust, bull swine, blow your draws off
The nine year olds toying with his sword off
He can hardly tie his nikes up right, so how the fuck you blow his toes off
>from modernized, so are common, coarsed, where I rest at
Steping out the front doors is set back
The warzone, the death trap, waiting to consume those who get trapped
Shaolin, the villianous island filled with hidden pure-breds
Killing niggaz who thrive on the forbidden rituals
Or getting you in the drop, fuck sticking moves
The pick you almost mentally popped like scotty pippen
Most niggaz fame is almost chain gangs in state prisons
Wu-tang reign this worldwide cave for dirty richmen
(chorus)
[shogun assasson]
Yo, yo, I dwell in the slum, roll amongst the bums
Like ? hai-shews? , while ignorant brothers strive to get jewels
Hustling rocks on the blocks and get caught be crooked cops
A ? haitian mamila? , you might get a way if you got enough stamina
And escape death valley, filled with crack alleys
? crock? these bricks and boulders at niggaz who think they real-live soldiers
I make my money from here to ? edo? , seventh street
Where the crackheads meet and walk on the block like cops on the beat
Too many heads draw heat, so I keep it short and sweet, stay on my feet
'cause niggaz'll step on your toes, and I peeped you strategy
To change your name to jealousy, your man's name is envy
That's why your mad at me, 'cause I start tackling shit
And lock down the whole strip, and you won't make shit
'cause I got that white-white and my shit sells all night
I got what the fiends like, it was meer black in the back off his pants
Plotting on these savage cats, how to make them run all they scratch
And stick them for all they gats, don't ever cross me
I'm precise the ? heed? , and it be on where I rest at
(chorus)
[beretta 9]
We gon do it like this, do it like this, word
Check it out yo, yo, yo
Chorus: (2x)
Through difficult times it's hard to maintain
Lookin for the shelter that blocks out the rain
Stress and pain could leave a mark on the brain
But one thing's for sure black God remains
[beretta 9]
Through difficult times lots of unexpected
My pops disapproves cause I wanna make records
But check it, my home life for second, I feel neglected
I bounce the first chance I get, I stop to think a second
I wreck it, damn I'm gonna need a place to sleep
No major cream
I call up the God supreme
I analyse, I'm plannin up a strategy
Fuck a fantasy I'm dealin with reality
Mentality that's wilder than the average cat
I snatch a cream and sell a nigga's candlewax
I hit the tracks, I hold cycle with my brothers
All is understood, peace lies amongst each other
But meanwhile, I maintain to keep the same
I smoke a bone every now and then to ease the pain
But through the struggle I know that only God remains
Chorus (2x)
[shogun assasson]
The streets is bugged
Seein young soldiers pedal drugs by the pound
The scheme is to catch cream at a fast rate
Start movin the product from state to state
Lay up and watch the profits inflate
Now you're a big time hustler, full time heavyweight contender
But you must remember
That your thoughts must be cold just like december
Stay low key so you won't catch a case
Throws comin in from the fiends who smoke base
Madman clientele, see your apartment start to swell
The last thing on your mind is a jail cell
You're blind, all you see is money
Lost in the illusion of luxury
It's a shame, you're in the game for the fame and the name
So spin the wheel of misfortune
I heard with the sling that escorts ya
Now your life is in jeopardy
Because you the brothers that's livin in the army
Chorus (2x)
Keep calm and don't expose and weak points
We'll all line up and fight together
I say, we must all stay together as a single unit
[chorus]
It seems it never fail (x3)
That the devils got niggaz domes locked in hell
So return to the darkside
Snakes are the niggaz that stares you in the eyes
Death is a penalty when you die
[islord]
Blood seaks out ya right eye
The war against the brain
The mad pain will be felt
Watch da sun the rain expert through his own work
Islord choppin' his way up to billboard
The top notch I got mc's gatherin' sold their life
Similiar to fort knox
Lyrical shots and shot rap and fire style
Killarmy profilin' mostly buck whilin'
At the click put it to ten max
To the up most niggaz is ghost's
On the first lyrical dose
That'll wreck ya brain like uncooked cocaine
Str-8 from the crates of the cocoa click
Niggaz chant killarmy from bronx don juan
[chorus]
It seems it never fail (x3)
That the devils got niggaz domes locked in hell
So return to the darkside
Snakes are the niggaz that stares you in the eyes
Death is a penalty when you die
[9th prince]
Let me survive after the fully moon
Facin' changed said
Lettin' oracles of oracle man
Solid liquid and gas
I became an ill fad and cryin' of shame
And heal the pain of less of my name
And taggin' on the wall
Bited and blood stains
'til the whole world can see
The reality of a madess conspiracy
Dark heavens slangin' in chemical smoke
And hold ya breath or death
If not ya choke and
Speak that what preachers will say
I gash him to pieces when he comes my way
Blood is worser to the storm
And the singers I jacked
Who are going to die perhaps
I sang watchin' men through the valleys again
Then I spin into a circle of wind
Which is a tornado or I'm dangerous
Like david caress of waco
To wake up the ammo
Killarmy dipped in green like deniro
[chorus]
It seems it never fail (x3)
That the devils got niggaz domes locked in hell
So return to the darkside
Snakes are the niggaz that stares you in the eyes
Word (yo three joints youknowi'msayin? )
The God existed way before that (word)
Not tonight man
Number one niggas put a lot of energy into this shit man (yup)
Niggas put a lot of time into this shit man (yeah)
And it's like, it's like when you put, when you invest time into somethin god
Then it pays off man, bottom line
(it's like you get, you get out of it what you put into it)
What you put into it youknowi'msayin
So you give a hundred and ten you gonna get a hundred and twenty back
Rza's only right
It's like we had to go though hell to come out right
That cipher, they got to make their own choice
We can't make they choice for em they made their own choice
It was up to us they probably would've been with us, knowi'msayin
But they made their own choice and they went their own way
And they fell off
That's why I'm glad it's like yo
I glad of this shit, because niggas gotta come up now
But see everything happen for a reason son, knahmean
And that's why them niggas got cut
The way they got cut when they got cut off, youknowi'mmean
It's like it happened for a reason god
It was meant to be, y'all can't see it no other way
(niggas had to go) you know?
You can't see it no other way son
It's like we either gonna do with or without god
It seems like when niggas got cut our shit came stronger together
KILLARMY - LADY SINGS THE BLUES LYRICS
[sung]
Please lift us up where we belong
All this time we're holdin on
Lift us up where we belong
'cause life takes over like a spawn
[Dom Pachino]
Mastermind, holdin through crimes
Seen my fams Hill and Pah lowered in the ground
Hold my crown, hold my nine
Me and mama down ya shine, waited too long
The year is mine, the time is now
What, where, and how, ain't a question
Life's a lesson, filled with choices - trust and depression
Smokin 'ja and lime green shit, to ease my tension
My rap sheet is long as soldier's gun possession
Not to mention, spittin in mics; the kid's profession
Movin crowds give my dick the, hardest erection
Clouds of smoke, burners and shit, that's for protection
When no vest can save, when it's time for ya grave
All the, dirt that I did, all the pain that I gave
All the whylin out I did when my earth said 'behave'
All them, niggaz I stuck on my hungry-ass days
All them, drugs that I slung with intent to get paid
was for the better things in life - somethin I felt I deserved
Nobody else gon' feed me, I'd be kicked to the curb
Buy my mom a castle and land deep in the suburb'
She a strong and intelligent woman, that's how she get served
But depended on the next man isn't part of my plan
Try an sell me a dream, put some CREAM in my hand
Wanna garuntee me numbers on your weekly soundscan
Try an, smile in my face while you shakin my hand
Regardin business and shit, but wanna shit on my man
Terror is here, Terrorist the powerful man
I let the land sing the blues with a guitar in her hand...
[sung]
...all this time we're holdin on
Lift us up where we belong
'cause life takes over like a spawn
[9th Prince]
Yo, yo, aiyyo, aiyyo
My mind flashed back to memory lane
I felt adrenaline rush through my veins
Blood stain, +Major Payne+ like Damon Wayans
PR Terrorist leg got hit
It ricocheted and 4th Disciple arm had split
I ran like the Bionic Man, western stance
General Y's dillinger, just jammed in his hand
Bullets on the loose, shells rip through my feathered goose
We at war now, like Desert Storm troops
Somehow I escaped like Attica inmates
Dodgin jakes, pushin weight on Shaolin and upstate
Mentally slave - for righteousness I crave
I plan to be wise and refuse to dig my own grave
Back in the days, of Adam and Eve
I was in the Garden of Eden rollin trees from leaves
Nowadays niggaz be dying from a virus called Stress Disease
In New York, everybody screamin they Bloods and Darks
Remember thugs that'd love to send me straight to the morgue
Sometimes I feel like my life is going in circles
Record labels be tryna jerk you
Cross my line I'll try to murder you
Guilliani got thugs on a curfew - it's real, like TMF
Everybody grab they steel, we build at will
And save the children for real, for real...
[Islord talking]
Aiyyo, it's like
I remember my old earth G..
It used to be - me, her and my grand earth in the bed
KnowhatI'mean? One room apartment type joint
Roaches all in ya shit... yaknow
It's like I'ma flash back right now
Me and my physical.. I love that nigga
We was co-defendants...
Yo, my mind flashes back to '82 when I was 7
Short, light-skinned, curly-head, startin trouble
Young God, in the schoolyard
Never kept my laces tied, shirt tucked inside
Never abided by the rules that I had to
Me and my physical was on some - quick to snatch the Cash Rule
From a flashy, analog nigga in the projects
Know Latrenze pour weight outta state
And front, with they big boys in the summertime
'cause we was on some, crimetime all year 'round
Tacklin pockets, tearin chains offa necks
Straight up disrespectful ways and actions
Towards any man or female - 'cause the life that I live and tell
Is identical compared to no one
And I'll be damned if I have to show one...
[sung]
Please lift us up where we belong
All this time we're holdin on
Lift us up where we belong
Yeah, word up
One time, one time
Killarmy, killarmy
Beretta 9, killa sin, dom pachino, word up
Shogun the assasson, all is fair in love and war
Yo, the saga carries on, word up, military time
I got a long time (? ) for slugs thug life tricks
And pit fights jet black acts with fat ass kicks
That's the shit right
We jettin' to the roof for the tre duce
Aimed at jesus, residentials that let loose at spent shells
We share a giggle and a heineken
We sitting on the corner with my niggas yelling
Killa kick the rhyme again
Yo, so then I bust 'em down with verbs and nouns
Bombing they brain cells like herb
Words attacking like a german hound
We spark a freestyle session
With a beef and forks (? ) collection
Full moon yeah kid no question
Yo the cipher's over now par bay (? ) and star play
Ring around the hosey and mosey
Down to tarjay for marge-ay
Crazy dick bitch who suck dick
On the down with his sheisty ass click from tre pound clown
This is an ordinary day around my way
When niggas spray shots, killer straight shots, and hit up gay cops
I attack shit move with your shots call the medic
Beretta 9 my chamber be pain no anesthetic
Nightmares visions of death
Catch a flashback
This gunfire out of control I'm getting sent back
Hell no, pave my way back to the foxhole for ammo
In enough shit to bury rambo
I cock back releasin' all shit for the boot camp
Plus worker laying in dirt thinking the earth dead
Adrenalin (? ) cats be amped up for action
Going to war no time for relaxing
Fists or handguns it doesn't make a difference
Adjusts my sights and starts (? ) become relentless
Intelligent how I came to bomb your regiment
Beretta 9 my chamber be hard like rock sediment
Blast on herds, shake serbs with deadly words
The pain's intense like I'm swinging on your nerves
Push the trigger
Suddenly it bring you clarity
Nights like day magnified
Three point two time design
Combine with steel wind to blow your mind
Counter terrorism with precision
Armed with smoke bombs to blow your vision like cataracts
My green team attacks your format
My manifold is combat
On wargrounds or on dats
It's my nature killarmy legislator
Leavingi broken arrows in backs of traitors
My platoon's filled with black berets and painted faces
High speed car chases and soldiers with war faces
Specially trained in rugged terrain grains of the earth
Hot cold and humid temperatures that make barometers burst
Who came first God or the universe
Uniting energy through my tongue and through the sun
War is never pretty
But there is something dirty and disturbing about today's
World conflict, because today's battles are fought with the
Dark heart of terrorism
Uh, it's very hard to maintain the emotional and political
Zeal that is needed to kill lots of people
You been to shogun's realm
I stand as a military helm
Gone on a world war tour
I catch a flashback from iraq
That's when I start terrorizing tracks
Killing mc's with platinum stacks and death wax
My torture chamber's filled with anger
The executioner of lucifer
Swords chop razor sharp like the blade of excalibur
Slashing at your fat jets you do or die
Men before parachutes see with wounded eyes
I be your war God to the dark side
Witness how soldiers fall and die
Lives are being lost
Around the globe each flashpoint has it's own personality
A border dispute here, a displaced homeland there
A greedy politician or drug lord almost everywhere
But whether the location is south america or south yemen there is a
Connection between many of these struggles
They are angry conflicts of desparate people
Who feel they have neither the resources nor
The clout to fight their enemies at the negotiating table
Killa Sin:
Ninja call in shinobi
i kill slowly no man alive can hold me
explode the dynamite
revenge for what ain't right
100 thou beheaded by the manchild
military action tonite
we fight you savage 85
a true warlord
decapitating heads
die by the sword
that's swiftly sinister
blood flows eyes swoll
i finished ya
for the revolution
my solution when jiggy come
we go out shooting
9th Prince:
High exalted chrome 9 holder
fill enemies with bullets
homicide come into it
masked man 360 moving with fam
our techs don't jam
we know the devils plan
so i'm the undertaker
full clip embedded in traitors
Wu raiders supreme gods
strapped on boulevards
building with older gods
Ghost your fate
right out of the car
then break to the lab
counting figures with my niggas
the rep grows bigger
introducing 16 shot:
A new king has come
rebel from the slums
camaflouged in fatigues
murder new leagues for fun
come witness the terror
slashed throats
blowin' genuwine murder notes
tree smoke i inhale
and spit treacherous tales
to the shorty's
i;m wanted dead or alive
bloodhounds on my trail
already did 2-4
pigs fuck them whores
leo rpg the door
throw grenades
mutherfuckers this is war
for no reperations
wrath of the black nation
3 niggas in black
we attack the nation
(reporter)
We are at war with the enemy we can't see
A brutal conspiracy of assassination
Kidnappings, bombings, highjackings and mass murders
(a woman)
Leave the girl alone, leave alone!!!
(reporter)
There's a battle ragin' fueled by desperation, hatred and fear
(expert)
Now the principal language spoken here is gunfire
(reporter)
It is a worldwar lead by holymen, madmen and millions of disciples
Willing to die for their cause their strategy is worldwide terrorism
It's time to go to war niggas...
Get the bulletproof vests niggas...
Word up!!
Chorus: grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
Military gear 'n' go up like troops (4x)
Yo, yo, yo, all rhymes is mad raw nigga, let the force pour from my jaws, lyric sause
Got high with fly sounds bound the floors
It's war for all you rap acts who's wack, come back
I back gats 'n' block for filts, to be exact like that thing (pow!)
Strikes in yo' nut, one shot, I bang slang to yo' brain
Get you open on top for some what what! nigga take that
I'm in some shit is done, when it comes to track 'n' phat drums I am hung
Lyrical tunes that boom, crush consume
Brains leavin' yo' veins, puttin' pumps 'n' losin' the bock, blazin' hot glock
Raisin' yo' nut, cock to kill son(pow!) spill it to bomb, backglot?
Yo, I'm test nigga, best be on methstreet, I blast fast 'n' shout da-da-daz
Just like flexin' glass, foo, last tool shiped with dime, homicide collide
With energize thoughts from dark side of park, die
Split yo' vest from yo' test
My complex style be wild 'nuff tough like rough sex or roughnecks
I dedicate this track to the suspects (yeah!)
The real live niggas ain't afraid to bust sex
Seven soldiers, militant darkness for heavenly niggas in heaven
Strap with the holy mack elevens, we turn to devils 'n' poison yo' ferrins'
Razorblade stash is out the bible, stuck to the chuch of the madman on a vital
I conquer your honor 'n' the battle former, seven man control
Dead maybe cause for this strategy
Fight his bomber, my thoughts is elevated, arsenerated
So speak to some mamas, two places devil plated
I take off the heads of those who worship adam 'n' eve from the garden of eden
Follow the prince of thieves,
I ain't the guard, but you're a lyrical burgler
It's the price of killin' like kaine did the first murder
Chorus: grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
Military gear 'n' go up like troops (4x)
Silent weapons, instruments of combat used in quiet wars
When I attack mc's become b.o.w.'s missin' in action
Shogun the assason strikes with rage,
When I engage with street wars,
When neighbourhood druglords let you tear yo' weapon'
Too like razbows? , bows 'n' arrows it ain't that force
'n' penetrates trough the skin, but first through your clothes
My platoons uniform is timbows 'n' capholes
Nice dark 'cause you being followed like dark shadows
Commandoes with empty ammo
We are the men in war, refugees from jeff county
Army of black knights, sinners 'til the death strikes
Chorus: grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
Military gear 'n' go up like troops (1x)
One with the killa 'n' the clan, I came with the scam
A foo-proof plan 'n' death to coloured men
Climin' uses race from the sun
[ chorus: holocaust ]
This is doomsday, for mcs with hollow skills
Who talk about clothing articles and dollar bills
And fake ass fives that they don't 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, I'm the sun, wars increase by the ton
Hands metamorph into axes, fuck guns, shot out your lungs
Yo, yo
[ chorus ] ( 2x )
[ 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, it's 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, I'm out of state
Full speed ahead never look back always escape
[ chorus ] ( 2x )
[ 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
[ chorus ] ( 2x )
Take em to war son (yeah)
Yo wassup dog?
Seven commandments, knahmean?
Yo son, with the seven commandments
Chorus: (6x)
Yo I'm about the army shit, the raw shit
The military war hits with gun clips
[shogun assasson]
Yo, my battleground's where I lounge
Fightin wars from dusk til dawn
In the trenches of hell
There's more blood spilled than hamburger hill
The planet earth is the battlefield
Enemy troops can't come face to face with death
Black mission caught for cold steel
The last art drill when I open fire
Better aim to kill
As the destruction that I reveal like revelations
Drop jews like parables that can't be seen with the eye like constellations
You're lost in the nation with no mental vision
Unseen strikes your vital like precision
I'm camouflged in the large with ammunition
[9th prince]
I'm in deep meditation like the great indian monk dowmo
Lyrical desperados thrown like a torpedo from black masks like zorro
I froze all the scriptures and literature of killers
Riddlers and hitlers
Sick photographers who paint bloody pictures
Wu-tang is the foundation, we movin populations
And you can not stand then control the minds of asians
Candy cat raps gets your tongue cut off and run through his back
Sabotage savages got stabbed as I watched blood drip from their fabrics
Madman ran up in the church and stuck the reverend
Stabbed him with a cross, some say he was stuck by the seven
The seven commandments
Metric equivalents
Meaning many niggas died for pleasures
[dom pachino]
I wagin guerilla warfare, supply the yellow jackets
Each one containin a mini sovereign homing missile
Fittin your sides ragged
Puerto rican terrorist from the middle east refusin the mark of the beast
Increase your energy by one bar while I unleash
Thoughts that remain on your brain like scars for life
Made possible by the mic device
I slice wieldin a sharp instrument
Sharpened in the temple of pyramids
Used to drill a hole through the minds of the ignorant
It's my assignment burn up the climate usin rays from the sun
Dom pachino madman assassinatin tracks with shogun
[street life]
Yo bring it on, I deal with this like my first born
My brain form blow mcs away like desert storm
21st century crime for you being born
Us currency got me itchin my palms
P.l.o. killer tactics like I support a fact
Dead back was the feedback, park hill's badass
I deal with this shit like it's my last
So to speak what you say son go have a blast
I'm livin for the city, I burn as the world turn
First degree poetry
Hold your headpiece, when I release I clear the streets
Killarmy passed the heat so i'ma dead the piece
P.l.o. is the street life out in the streets
[beretta 9]
Mentally I be ready, pass the machette
My thoughts travel fast like mario andretti
Racin through this hellhole or ghetto through the poverty
It's all about survival so I can risk the robbery
Goin through the struggle, trials and execution
This is my solution to this revolution
Pay close attention, lyrical precision
My mind be my war guide, observe, learn and listen
Knowledge before your wisdom unleashed for the children
Yeah
Masked avengers, check it, yo
Masked avengers
Camouflage ninjas
Masked avengers
[yes, masked avengers...]
The indians near, there's no time for fear
Mc's better beware, of their worst nightmare
Soldiers of the wu infantry out and locked on your vacinity
Killarmy take on those who walk on the street to the danger zone
When you grab the microphone, this is my rap empire
The so called game who get fired, overthrown, stone the devil
Stampede, doing religous rituals, blind individuals
Brothers get lost like laundry, jews on a pilgrimage
My team pack beams on the line of scrimage
The first one that strikes get the advantage
Lyrical destroyers, five in the midst causing damage
Shotguns --?
Shotguns --?
Shotguns --?
As I stab the darkness, faces of death is all thats left
Intensity, filled with suspense, my minds condensed
Subjected to projects not one aspect of jiggy
Dark and senile from the dark ages are dark like the the crule sea
Killarmy, we roll in armoured vans
Mobilizing sinister plans
Fertilizing cocaine plants on forty square acres of land
Extortion, importing, escort services
Niggas too nervous to even purchase on this drug surface
To be committed by the cia
Criminals in the army engage in war games
''cause we're living in the last days
Most killers make you hate,
The world is too late,
Ohhhh, and it rained.
Yo, yo, yo
Picture this, rap specialist, you know were killing shit
Come equipped or else fall victim to endangerment
I'm certified, high specialized within homicide
To those who die, there by choice, fool it's do or die
The wilderness is the battle field by will
I shoot to kill, aiming guns at niggas who squeal
At ease I'm putting sess to my nose, it's urban warfare
Time be here, another one go unprepared, like goldilox
Representing what I'm about, no impersonator
Those with fake moves can get the casket later
Commentater verbal chrome beat that make the lecture later
Fugitive, running from jakes, avoiding major danger
Jail time, ain't trying to get locked up
Though my thoughts be in my high so niggas better duck
Or get fucked up for trying to run the game on point
Situations be coming, waking up that ass with a twenty-two
Yo, yo, yo, yo
My brain hold ammunition for a mental war like a missile carrier
I'm sick like a kid from somalia, carrying malaria
When I rhyme I split razor blades that fix the sound barrier
I exercise my brain with thoughts thats military trained
Lyrical uncontrolled substance damage the main part of the brain like cocaine
My heart push blood that keeps them brave
While others is trapped inside barricades
The new industry order mc's become slaves
They'll all go against the order dig the illa veins
I rush spots, crush plots, then hide out in the marriot
Cops get shot for trying to break up minor scuffles in parking lots
A vision of in the war prison
Held up convicts with ice picks
The lights go out, g's was stabbing his shit
I chopped a rapper from excellence to his back hatch
Windpipes get cracked
Flashbacks attacked like seven maniacs with wooden bats
Daily evidence I erase, can't be traced by jakes
Nucleic niggas from the mind penetrate the star gate
Mc's found chopped up and thrown in lakes
In all fifty-two states, I did it with the help of escape inmates
Most killers make you hate,
The world is too late,
Ohhhh, and it rained.
Who will be free now
Who will be pinned down
<9th prince>
Get the vests; get the vests
Word up, grab your nines
<9th prince>
Crazy head get out there god
Blast that nigga hard
It's all real over here
Killa sin, 9th prince, what
We don't give a fuck
<9th prince-chorus>
Yo, it's burning season
Y'all thugs is guiltly of high treason
Many of them bleeding
Some getting sent to the brain for no reason
On the streets niggas kill without a license, in scarsville
It's all for real cause everything is real
Don't sleep on the average cat he's packing steel
Ayo nigga I'm on the cash rules
Wasted in my hand, half a hundred grand
Injure that pretender in the black land
Heard he be the crack man
Selling major jums (? ) by the pager son
He the one sporting crazy tunes (? ) lace 'em with your tongue
So here's the plan
Get the glock I got the doo-wop
Follow him for two blocks
And pop him if he do cock
Scat back better snap his nap back for that black
Pass the stacks to fat cat and find out where the crack's at
Rolling out make sure you keep your phone out
So I can reach your shit quick
Get his whip stripped and take my own route
For safety
Mistakes be for hasty
Many jakes who chase me
But never have the space to embrace me
A fool's game where all the rules change
I never move the same
But who's to blame
My nigga buddha came with the ruger aim
Somebody screamed stop the violence
So this nigga had the silencer spitting black talons at any challenger
Yo, it was a ghetto vietnam I tried to flee and harm
Me and har my nigga buddha caught about three in the arm
But one traveled to his abdomen
I grabbed him and embraced him
Had to see how bad this crab had laced him
Yo, rapidly bleeding started pleading for his life
Take care my seed and my wife
Make sure she's feeding him right
True indeed black I got your back
I hold it down on the real
May you rest in peace son
I see you on the ground
Many times I fought the urge to resort to crime
But I find my criminal mind complying with the villain kind
I'm feeling nines 'til they overflow
Going blow for blow with the rest
Cause them try and test the best
It's a slug fest
Round one sounds wrong I found one
Lurking in the back now clapped him with my pound son
The shells drop
Old ladies yell for the cops and shorty shot shit
Fell in the arms of his pops and didn't mean to
Why he had them running away
Should have taught him how to duck when he heard the fucking gun spray
I say a prayer for the kid, keep stepping
With my weapon cocked wetting up the block every section hot
The gats flash out by leaps and bounds
Now police and hounds making up grounds
Cause they chasing me down
I'm all alone in this war zone
My brain's under stress
Thinking I'm blessed if I can make it home
Scared to death kid
Catch my breath I bear left
Hit the weeds and then rest to calm my chest
But an undercover had discovered my plot and plan
I shot the man so I dropped my glock and ran
<9th prince>
Get the fuck out the way, move, move
Get the fuck out the way, oh shit
Yo, I made a rally to a dark alley
Where I bumped heads with crackhead fred and his bitch named sally
She had a down low lab for me to go to
Where I could relax and count stacks like I'm supposed to
Keep my whereabouts on the hush hush
I had to provide some heroin high, sick grooves, and five bags of dust
I didn't wet up or let it slide because I was petrified
If homicide got me they gonna watch me die
Fuck that, I'm going all out
No half stepping
My last weapon is cocked to keep that ass jetting
I lay low for like five days or so
Put some troopers on the block round the clock to make me dough
Yo out of sight and out of mind be my motto
I promise myself I'm gonna make it to see tomorrow
Word up, killarm '96
Killa sin, word up
9th prince
The saga continues
For real though gotta let these niggas know
Chorus: blood for blood without rewards
A bullet hears my true love sign
In life's young dreams to all
Blood for blood
Blood for blood without rewards
(dom pachino)
Deep in the hot sands of savannah, stands a rhymin' highlander,
Mental expander with all the propaganda
You in a contest, on his conquest
Lies a rap voyager, articla lyricist
Lyrics are delhi like asbestis
You get cardiac arrested by the specialist
Commando with no encore, sore like a bald eagle
To this world full of evil
A shields of forcefield, transparent like dear parks spring water
Tracks are trench slaughter like a chainsaw massacre
An ancient warrior trapped in castlevania
One more way to explain is anger
(shogun assason)
To all my universal soldiers stay at attention
While I strategize an invasion, the mission be assasination
Snipers hittin' car casins with semi-automatic shots heard around the world
My part is to control the globe and hold the world hostage
And my fingertips with tight grips like atlas
See I got a warplan more deadlier than hitler
It was all written down in ancient scriptures
Chorus: a bullet hears my true love sign
In life's young dreams to all
Blood for blood
Blood for blood without rewards
A bullet hears my true love sign
In life's young dreams to all
Blood for blood
(9th prince)
Yo, a re-genesis, a speak lyricist, x-ray visionist
Lyrical specialist under world terrorist
My razorblade custom sharpness
Sharpin' the sword 'n' re-killed by the lord
The last platoon set up a camp fire on the moon
Be built of a will, illuminate soon
All my soldiers train with eagle claws
First to three of military laws
We create a massacre like texas chainsaw
Blood for blood keep the unity thick like mud
Killarmy attack 'n' pell of fighters
Deadly control of lone rangers, soap a sky blackness
Squadron ally bombers like hitler and the battle of britain
Analyse my vision then join my collision
Which is a war conviction, militant chamber that's headin'
Chorus: my true love sign
In life's young dreams to all
Blood for blood
Blood for blood
(beretta 9)
Yo, check the convoy is parachutes diploid
A squadron of arment killarms garment, it's sexist
Surrender yo' shows 'n' yo' weapons
Force the section pass the ammonition
Shit is deep as I walk into danger
Blowin' up spots with bad times 'n' anger
Outlaws dipped to black for t-cap
With more force to loot
I bomb beyond the strike back
The army, seven man deep, back to back
I pullin' out gats, lounchin' deadly attacks
I be goin' to war, unheard 'n' unseen
Awakin' from yo' dreams, puck gunshots 'n' screams
Don't got time for the snitchers, leave 'em count their stitches
Make 'em take a fall in the bloody ditches
Beretta 9 givin' it raw, blood for blood
Now we've gathered all at war
Chorus: why, blood for blood
Blood for blood without rewards
A bullet hears my true love sign
In life's young dreams to all
Blood for blood
Blood for blood without rewards
A bullet hears my true love sign
In life's young dreams to all
Blood for blood
Intro: p.r. terrorist
I do, I know, I know what time it is
Terrorist, the bastard swordsman
Holocaust, yo, yo
[p.r. terrorist]
Rap diligently, return of the arm
The star trilogy, scars and injuries inflicted on my enemies
Attack you mentally, draw up and stand just like a centipede
Then strike fast, leave ya weak ass up in a sling
In the infirmary, telling war stories like you was king up
In my rainforest, yet the God rain the hardest
Flame and fury, torch off ya skin tissue and cartilage
Throw darts the sharpest, aimed at ya head, ya man parted
Looking retarded, telling him you never should've started
What you couldn't end, handled my friend since age 10
But he's not my brother, though he helped me out up in da deep cover
When shit got hot, all palms sweating on the rubber
[holocaust]
Wu-tang, wu-tang yo
Chorus: p.r. terrorist (holocaust)
Bastard swordsman, swing yo shit
(I'm duckin all of em
Swingin back, double edged axe we cuttin all of em)
*repeat 2x*
[holocaust]
Inflicted with a rare disease, mc's flee
Fought wars for centuries my wounds bled killer bees
Roam the battlesight word, shatter mics I've had a tragic life
Blood splatter nice ghetto life live on a sattelite
Blind, injected with venom from water moccasins
The child who floated in the air lock without oxygen
For seventeen years all I learned was profanity
Graduated from the academy of insanity
Holocaust, loud mouth who roams wise
I'm hideous glancing gouge out ya own eyes
West coast that grotesque group flow's wet
Bury you and some in norweiga wit a broke neck
Wu-tang, seven death blows
Explore the globe,
Stand in shallow water and slaughter those who oppose
The passionate destroyer who stings like antiseptic
Barbaric, esoteric, half-sorcerer, half-skeptic
Anorexic, war machine,
Depressed, drunken mess
Learn from the best, snatchin ya fossil from ya flesh
Bloodshot, doctor killgrave, subterranian
Skeleton's reinforced with stone and titanium
Gyros, hun blood and oil flow as one
Mental powers override iron fist and blade tongue
The bronx don, with bomb songs, hit hong kong
Holocaust is scientific experiment gone wrong
[9th prince]
Yo, ally commanders come dress to kill
At the armageddon wedding
We're the old temple platoon ya die soon
Our battlegrounds in the womb of the moon
Most of y'all niggas is cloons
Gettin hit by typhoons, machine guillotines
Rip out the spleens, tonight while ya screams
I'll blast ya in ya dreams, listen to my bombs
Like you used to read the psalms
I got firearm like megatron, asthma attack rap
Snaps, windpipes crack,
Bury ya ass beneath the graveyard shack
Third eyes like binoculars, visions of the lyrical opera
Sponsor the conquer, I blow spots like the unabomber
The stage is made of steel cage, battlegrounds of
Starrcade '98, I meditate at a rate that'll cause an earthquake
I drop antrax bombs on your plantation,
Then murder you twice, to make sure there's no reincarnation
Chorus: killa sin (shogun assasson) 2x
Bastard swordsman, swing yo shit
(I'm duckin all of em,
Coming back, double edged sword
And cuttin all of em)
[shogun assasson]
My mind is bad, because it's great to see that full
My old dad, and charter his story
And made him believe in a my-story
That's how you know times is bad
When gods is being killed by crabs
That invest these streets, it ain't safe no more
So before you leave your front door the war is cold
So grab your heats, your god-u now
And your teflon cause the war's on like
Red dawn, I'm a threat to america like saddam
I be the verbal terrorist doing the strength of his language
Now I'm mad like max, when I attack tracks
To the death of wu wax, I drop facts like
Bombs on saigon, it be the music that makes me sick
And act like a paranoid schizophrenic,
I leave your mind in a state of panic,
Like a claustrophobic trapped on the titanic
(chorus: 3x)
Outro: shogun assasson
Mother fuckas
Comin straight for ya jugular vein
Chorus:
Allah sees everything, everything
Allah sees everything, everything
[p.r. terrorist]
Yo, master thought inaudible to palms
Swing ya magic wand
Disarm ya firearm
Hear the sirens flee the scene calm
Through the eyes of god
I reside in modern day vietnam
Filled with yound minds designed and curious
Soldier where's ya warpaint
Situations's getting serious, new cops,
New blocks, government issue new positions
To take the gods off the earth
Is what the devil's wishing
You won't last with religion
It deals with division allah's all
United we stand son, divided we fall
Throw a mic through a stage floor
And hear the crowd roar
Pandemonium, killarm selling out in stores
Alcololic beverages, white boys sweating from their pores
Screaming hip-hop, is what we're living for
(chorus)
[islord]
Eiyo, eiyo, what's today's mathematics, son you can't quote
You get ya throat chopped by the sword I possess
In my palms, that's coming down like napalm bombs
That cause explosions now you frozen
Thirty-two below the equator, cause you savor
The flavor that the God branded on ya dome
With the microphone
That's multiple like a lifesaver
Coming from all angles that hit ya pressure points
And ya joints like a chiropractor
That leave ya paralyzed
>from ya neck on down to asscrack
So where we at? we in da middle of a warzone black
Politically word life you better open
Yo eyes and realize the gameplan
That the caucasian man got mastered
And ya only plan with one man left on the battlefield
So grab ya stell and ya shield and stand firm
With your god-u now, your god-u's right now
Cock back with off safety with one in da head
Enough said
(chorus)
[9th prince]
Yo, yo poetic extremely urgent material
Hit the streets that's made of criminals imperial
My eagle claw snatch out your testicle
Imma kill her without the serial
Spitting poisonous darts seize the charts
Attack the heart, undersiege like sharks in the dark
Visionous lyricist with a pen that's poisonous
Deadly venoms that'll drill em, stick em, pill em
Reveal em and kill em like the pilgrims
Challenging executioner, you must be stupid
I'm in jupiter, I turn ya ass into stone like medusa
Nighttime addition when I vision, mc's are prisoners
And stage is the prison, 9th prince the warden
Mind is made of platinum, I feel a million civilians
I flow like water skiing through the region
Lyrical avenger with a two-shot dillinger
Prime minister of ninja
Plot assassination with a desert eagle silencer
"why did you join my beloved core? "
"sir, to kill sir!"
"so you're a killer? "
"sir yes sir!"
"let me see your war face."
"sir? "
"you got a war face? aaaahhh! that's war face now let me see your war face."
"aaaaahhhh!!"
"bullshit, you didn't convince me. let me see your real war face."
"aaaaaaaarrrrrhhhhhhh!!!!!!"
"you don't scare me, work on it!"
Yeah
Where the fuck is your war face son?
(burning season niggas)
Killarmy
(it's not safe no more nigga)
Chorus: (2x)
Yo I wanna see your war face
Soldier where's your war face?
Camouflaged inmates collapse war gates
[9th prince]
Yo, yo yo yo
Check the killarmy
We go to war like tomahawks and indians
From the wilderness of our villages
Desert commander live on the gorgeous fortress like the sorceress
To build up my heritage
Shaolin surrounded by the cruel sea, crabs get stabbed
Chemistry lab is filled with motorous vocab
That drive niggas crazy like arabs in manhatten cabs
Lyrics heat up the airplay, give off shockwaves
That damage the earways for centuries and decades
I be a renegade through rainy days
I collect guns to blast off like shooting stars
Shot up the charts the soldiers from the dark
Stabbin and gatherin dead in the fuckin heart
A rhymin alcoholic, I'm bad for your liver
Unidentified corpse's thrown in the ohio river
I'm psychotic in the tropic
Bullets spark through bulletproof shields of narcotics
Killarmy be runnin train on bobby steels' tracks
Lyrical poems cock back with sharp tacks laced with ajax
Chorus
[shogun assasson]
Here's the pure and uncut war poems from ancient zones
The black hitler, killer riddler breakin bones
Explosive, overdose the track coast to coast
My shockwaves to keep the thoughts bright like sunrays
My forte is of a higher rank like sensei
Militant, armed to killin and shake the settlement
Searchin crevaces for a wise man's testament
Roll hotly bludgeonin all those competitin
Against I but stimulate ya of life and matter
Cloak and dagger, first I gag ya then stab ya
The apprehender, plus I move like a ninja
No retreat and no surrender
My war agenda
[cloud 9]
Live via satellite, soldiers with mics
Ancient warriors fight, barbarians swingin swords
Killarmy militant warlords
Military war slang who's to blame
Government officials, evil minds that govern this land gotta plan
For the blacks and the tans
Decrease the population of the rhythm nation
By one fourth, wicked niggas is the source
To the force I bring forth causes havocs, sparks bloody riots
Seven days and seven nights of blue street fights
Like boo took all the shells from automatics
Strategic tactics
Caught between rhymes, lines combine to blow up like landmines
[beretta 9]
I strike on universal fish, I'm out the clear mist
Relentless, beat a nigga senseless
Niggas best to witness
At how I gets to business, soldier from the trenches
My offense be my defense with military sequence
Quick to apprehend ya, kid you best remember
Camouflage avenger, killarmy nigga
Surrender your garments and your legal tender
Fatigued ninja with silent triggers
Chorus (2x)
[killa sin]
Yo, I crack chest cavities
Be shatterin knees while bladders bleed
Gat'll squeeze, it's a merciless form of my formalities
I locked down south with hip hop doses of death
Within my breath that I drop to make your heart stop
You can't cope with this vocal dope that'll corrode your throat
Yet alone make a local choke
I strip niggas of they manhood because I'm no damn good
And roll with a killa wu clan in the hoods
Attack vitals, suicidals, leavin idols
Is a record through the land of the lost with the 4th disciple
Stifle enemies, come test
Twenty one in your chest
Killa blessed em with a bloody vest
Tonight you pukes will sleep with your rifles.
You're married to this piece, this weapon of iron and wood.
And you will be faithful!
This is my rifle
There are many like it but this one is mine
My rifle is my best friend
It is my life
I must master it as I must master my life
Without me my rifle is useless
Without my rifle I am useless
[shogun assasson]
Listen to this black visionary, bringin war like a revolutionary
Cause drunk and deadly poetry over murderous melodies
So prepare for death be your penalty
Now you're a mere memory of bloody victory
Soldiers drivin mad by centuries of lies and trickery
Then go on a killin spree puttin devils out their misery
Hearin screams sounds of agony
Hostility takes over me
Mind adventurin through the cracks of insanity
Down the hallowed halls of hell
Walkin the dreaded years with no fears
Givin persons cold stares
Cause I know they fakes as snakes is stabbed in the back
With poisonous attacks whose wicked ass gets subtracted
My rifle and myself are defenders of my country
Me and my rifle are the defenders of my country
We are the masters of our enemies
We are the saviors of my life
So be it until there is no enemy
Find peace within
[dom pachino]
I wield the silent weapon for this quiet war that's instore
My physical's on a world tour, my brain is wagin war in the urban
Send the blocks stacked like castles
They call them project housin, arousin anger
Define who's being distributed, new faces prohibited
In this wild life I'm livin in is a new millenium
Got my adrenaline purrin like an engine
Camouflage ninjas avengin
My rifle and myself are defenders of my country
We are the masters of our enemies
We are the saviors of my life
So be it until there is no enemy
Find peace within
[beretta 9]
My thoughts travel far beyond the galaxies
Praise hard to shootin stars
Deadly bombin for the cause wildcat
Razor close likes it in the innocent, the five percent
Attribute, roll God allah, fuck the government
I design military warheads with infrared
Gotta be sled - oh shit here come the feds
Don't move or you're dead, niggas fled like fugitives
Considered non-dangerous the way niggas don't pertain to this
Killarmy breath of this bullshit ignorance
As I overtake the sun, multiply deaf and dumb
Victims of illusions, don't understand confusion
I let my thoughts be born of poetry show and proven
Do we be the chosen on the uprise, eighty fives
Don't realize to check for these bad guys with the snake eyes
The poisonous venom's cold wettin lives
Killarmy on the return like the jedi
This is my rifle
There are many like it but this one is mine
My rifle and myself are defenders of my country
We are the masters of our enemies
We are the saviors of my life
So be it until there is no enemy
Find peace within
This is my rifle
There are many like it but this one is mine
My rifle is my best friend
It is my life
I must master it as I must master my life
Without me my rifle is useless
Without my rifle I am useless
I must fire my rifle true
I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me
I must shoot him before he shoots me
{movie sample, unknown man}
For some warriors, the answer is crystalised in an instant, their
Instincts point them only one way. the truth becomes undeniable, and
Apocylptic.
[dom pachino, p.r. terrorist]
I got a hunger for the mic my appetite strike late at night
Food for thought, hold down a fort
Up in the port of riches last seen giving stitches,
Grab the can by ? crucifix, his team actin superstitious,
One eyein, one fakin, reachin for his iron
And one tryin to get close, I got the toast
And I'm firin, blood gushin, commotion
Still zonin off the war potion
[beretta 9]
Yo wha, yo
We be the masters of circuference,
My thought cant behold body, mind control substance
For the key to this shit, kid
Examin the imposter, group of a uh-life's
My team be deep like a roster, you lobster
You break the edges of all the ?
Cut the tongues off all the snakes
Just one hiss may cost ya, the price of ya life
I should always think twice, remember always think twice
Because mistake may be comin away kid
So wake the fuck up, yo wake the fuck up, yo
[islord]
Aiyoo, straight up and down
Dont even bring that type of shit around me
You live get ya whole neck slapped off ya shoulders
Quick fast, faster than the eye blink, so why think
You could live amongst the, livest mc's
And d-o-d's that I run with,
And collaborate my thoughts with
To elevate to higher standard as I landed,
But never stranded as the God p.r. terrorist apprehended
Analog suspects on the set
[dom pachino]
Dirty doctrine, killer concoction, rhyme rottin,
Stay plottin, yesterday wake, grenade shoppin
Caught a nice one, grave the vest-a
To track a ? that may get bloody, ugly
Dippin in mud, my soldiers gonna love me
Grab a mic, look into the sunshine way above me
Hold my forehead, today had my daily bread
Shared it with you, make sure my fans are always fed
[killa sin]
Yo I'm pullin wrestiln moves,
My competition headlocked into submission,
While shots are lickin
Pickin through crops of intuition,
Yo my brain starts to change shorts are strange (what)
Names brought in vain, court physical force of unexplained
For the battle of my life in the night light
This nigga grab a mic tight
Strike with a flash of dynamite, right
So figure this, killa get vigorous
A lyricist supremicist attackin the track like ? of villages
Intro: dom pachino, (killa sin)
The cook out, yo, everybody's invited
Only the righteous shit
(only the righteousness, open the bowl kid)
The God degree (nothing but righteousness)
The seeds (and uplefted)
Yo, check it (word up, kid, for real)
(it's a family thing, celebrate this shit)
[dom pachino]
It's the big day, rally with gods
Cars parked up in the driveway
In the trenches with the suspenses
Got to make a few stops get some shit from the pit stop
Build with the God ree he's on the block
We did our bid together on the sixth building
Smoked shit at rec time to keep our mind's filled in
Spoke to killa sin on the bowl phone
Wanted me to scoop him right quick, before we zoned
Hit downtown medina, my spot's blown
Killarmy in your galaxy, the gods is known
From war poems to shattering bones and star domes
Zone off, blow your clone off, and take the crowd home
To the cook out, digital phonebook out
On the look out for the girl scout
With a cookie out, snatch killa up
I-95, he knew the route
Unified a buck, in a war truck
The God rolling up as usual
New l.p. shaking the rear view
Slowly approaching the gate
Smelling the God degree
To see my fam together as one, it makes me happy
Chorus: beretta 9 (2x)
Events like this keep my family tight
Despite the mics, great minds think alike
We ayalite, be a life, so, we could see the lights
Recite from the book of life, the book of life
[islord]
Aiyyo, to be exact, it's the God dead, a monk
Nice and hot, fastest ass on the block
That's what we peeped out
Coming through with some phat shit to smoke out
On our way to the big day, where our whole family's at
From the grandmas down to the stars
Parlaying and having a fantastic time
Hanging out, cooking out, smoking out of my dome
Peace with the gods niece that I knew
Back from knowledge culture knowledge
Apartment 3-g, sitting back with me
Gradually, analyzing the sunshine over the family
And the seeds growing up tremendously
Fast right before your eyes
Next thing you know they on size
[killa sin]
All my life a waited for this, a day of pure bliss
Celebrate it with a kiss, twist a daq' a reminise
Way back, to the broke days, rocking prokays
That was okay, but not good enough for mrs. fokay
Damn, I used to love her like common
Not enough to understand the bond between woman and a man
When I hunger, I guess because I was younger back then
Plus the fact I wasn't packing no meat
A litte fat kid, hungry for some action daily
So I played laser tag with real gats
Suicide perhaps a skully by the black fence
Intense, my mind flashed a dipped in '96
Yo, I'm on now, soldiers of the dark', underground hit
Plus some shit, regardless, I made it that way
Growing from the earth like a garden
Sarving no more this kid is famished
Awaiting for the day that me established
The festival of the gods and the planets, we planning understanding
God damn, it feels good to have a natural meal that's untampered with
Landing in the wheelchair, lamping poppa tracks about chef
Pants sagging off his ass, little children running wild in the grass
Singer foul, form a line for this fool,
Settle down for there's a jewel in the stash
(chorus: 2x)
Outro: beretta 9
Chorus: p.r. terrorist (9th prince)
Yo yo, y'all niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang publish
(y'all niggas try to dub this the gods serving justice)
Yall niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang publish
(y'all niggas try to dub this
The gods serving justice, with ruckus
Killarmy, we put the mic on the crutches)
[p.r. terrorist]
Apocalypse at my finter tips
Sense ya tight grip exit a clip
Fill with engraved initials of lyrical nondescripts
On my hitlist, terrorist tartest, I never miss
Strike a bullseye, say bonzai and ball my fist
[killa sin]
Yo I could pull da livest shit
Hang-gliding off the side of a cliff
Country western bitch been known
To chokehold on my dick
Roll a spliff the size of dynamite sticks
Sideswipe you and the mic boot
Strike you till you yodle or ya name miss
Make ya brain shift like earthquake plates in vegas
North flake kicks, guaranteed dat ass a free face lift
Crack ya jaw in three different places
Leave you speechless
[p.r. terrorist]
Speak with a lisp
Lyrics of force'll skip ya disk
Shuffle your track, bring ya shit back
Then make ya piss
Thoughts of suicide, razor blade pressed against ya wrist
Vocals bangin' off da walls of ya drums
You can't resist
Sudden impact, yeah jetblack
Shine like shalack
Flashdance on 4th disciple tracks,
They off the meat rack
The combinations's like one in a million
Puerto rican quarter bizillion
Seven wise men making a killing
In this rapworld, shattering niggas like glass buildings
When my wind blow, you crabs move slow
Murder you dolo, take ya heads off
Riding a horse like playing polo
[killa sin]
I flow faster than skolettos
Used to hesitate to let go
Now my darts echo for blocks
And travel north rapidly like metro
Clap happy, rap cat get at me, wit ya faculty
See half of them is petro, or deadly
Like fat ass is in the sex so
Ya buttersoft, sweet talking, sweet walking
Niggas get ya neck broke for asking
See I aim kid and my a stay missing in action
Fire back when niggas start clapping
Make it happen
Chorus: p.r. terrorist (9th prince)
Yall niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang publish
(y'all niggas try to dub this the gods serving justice)
Yo, y'all niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang publish
(y'all niggas try to dub this
The gods serving justice, with ruckus
Killarmy, we put the mic on the crutches)
[9th prince]
I use niggas for target practice
This year I plan to fuck the baddest actress
On my waterbed wu mattress
I'm from the tribe of shabazz, your alpine endurance
Rhyme insurance, was stolen by the thief of bagdad
It's the world's greatest soundscanner
Whose elbows is made of steel like tito santana
The god's voicebox connects with high frequencies,
Satellites and antennas, prince saddam is
Shaolin's highlander, with evander holyfield stamina
I'll punch a hole in ya stomach, snatch out ya liver
Wrap ya body in a plastic bag, and tell my fans
My new dance is "dead man floating in a river"
My kodak thoughts, picture dark, clear visions
Like transition lenses
I rose with the illest, cross ya fingers
You superstitious
I'll still murder your ass, with influence
Of insanity conditions
Rza and 4th disciple tracks, make me wanna grab an axe
Prince saddam's a lyrical lumberjack
A broken brawler, nighttime stalker, creepy crawler
With a sawed-off shottie, rock the party,
Go stick up the lobby
Chorus: p.r. terrorist (9th prince)
Yo yo, y'all niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang publish
(y'all niggas try to dub this the gods serving justice)
Yall niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang publish
(y'all niggas try to dub this
The gods serving justice, with ruckus
Intro: killa sin, p.r. terrrorist
Yeah, yeah, one, two, check it out, yo
5 stages of consciousness right here
You got your conscious, yeah know i'mean, word up
You got your sub-conscious
You got your super-conscious
You got your magnetic-conscious
*various talk by both*
[killa sin]
Yo, I forever stay ready dunn,
Money run gun under the pelly, kind of heavy
Pretty pearl, tickle my belly, but steady by the waist-line
Thirsty to dump but thought twice before I took time to waist
None un-mine in his swine, I let him live now hop he relizes what he did
Perhaps you've got a child on the line and I got time for no pen
See battle up to warn the squad, already bars on my crib
With their guns drawn, seekin killa sin who done slid
Many moons ago, across town whereabouts
Unknown heights blaring loud out, you, me like who gives a fuck
I puff a bone, a usual suspect, I'll never be
Allah sees everything, bad boy silence is the key to longevity
So, take this advice, while I reiterate the thought to take your life
And I will
[p.r. terrrorist]
Magazines recovered at homocide scenes, living of rhyming schemes
Always had dreams to be discovered and meanwhile had to blow trial
Not put in foul like the rest of them, seventeen with blade infected guns
Had to watch my back when I shit and piss, niggaz busting nuts at ceo's
Leaving maternals frisked, faces derenched, buck 50 smile
Your face get lifted and then you shift into another facility
Same shit, back in the world, I stand strong and watch the weak curl
>from the pressure of everyday life, career endeavor
The knowledge, sylabbles and my name is straight terror
Killarmy running through your whole fucking era
With five stages of consciousness, we swiftly change like the weather
And control forecast, rough traffic, off the pad, alive in the act
Your stuck to subjects just like math, ram you off in the first half
This quarter wont last, your leaning on the trigger, guns blast
Blaow, super-conscious leaves this track smashed
[beretta 9]
Harpoons for hard times, kid, going through this difficult stage
You gotta maintain, cope with the stress and pain
Still in seek of the shelter that blocks out the rain
A thirty down in the flesh, my mental pretains
Took to much time to explain
The duty of a wise man, to the minds, some will blame
With this physical, mental, will and emotion
The aquizations to control my infinite devotions
Which is to seek the onslaught, cause we express thoughts
To the seeds the wrong foods, that made them with their knots
My dude is to civilize and penalize
Throats were cutting them, they must of got stregthalized
I take it upon myself to reveal the disguise
You fucking snake, I tie you to the graphite, tight
If now to live, you would begin to strike
I waste no time now searching for a mystery
With every twenty five thousand, we renew our history
We be the gods, the asiatic black men, and not reacting
We actually run this shit and defend
*martial art sample*
[islord]
Aiyyo, three years trapped in the belly of the beast
Got me on some, fuck the large, fuck the fed coats
Fuck the judges, cause they don't give two shits about us
Black man, woman and child, how were living over here
Trapped in the worst part, when things like this happen on the regular
Innocent bystanders get trapped off on the streets of my stomping grounds
With constant war pops off, wine bottles on the regular
Like clock work to be specific
[9th prince]
The general wise out in fatigues, mentally for life I bleed
And promised to feed the deceased, was the supreme general in the army
Little intelligent little bug, roll with thugs that sold drugs to survive
Civilized the eighty-five and saved many lives
But these water head niggaz dealt with the four devils
Ceased the rebel and broke the God down physically down to another level
Madman at his weight, the great general pass the weight
With a smile on his face, I swear if you was hear
These pussy niggaz get tourtured, while I stick hooks up their noses
And cut of their ears, even their family memeber swill have to pay
Brothers, mothers, sisters and fathers get manslaughtered the right way
We're not dealing with feelings, I spare the children
Weak niggaz get destroyed, four niggaz is building
Revenge the general, thats what I quote and tape up grenades to your head
And watch your brains explode
[shogun assasson]
Yo, yo, I sling horse slang like coccaine
Rebel dope that numbs your brain
Like a shot of novacainne
In your death you will feel no pain
I should teach you with my sword
And the clip was poisonous
Snakes speak lies and their words is venomous
Wu hits come continouscause I don't give a fuck about '97
Ain't feelin this
See what I'm revealin is the truth
In actual fact be the proof
The youth be the proof
And the elders be the roots
I stand solid, under firment
This black man be the garment intelligent
These be the word's for my testament
Writen documents of the thought
That makes me give props and sell tapes like catacrops
";For security reasons I am broadcasting tonight from an undisclosed
location; because the subject of tonight's American expose is terrorism.";
(Killarmy in this motherfucker)
Intro/Chorus:
Yo, Killarmy, we the last armaggedeon
Prepare yourself now for the six man wettin
In the streets, or in the sand war is on
Now aside nigga here comes the pride
Verse One:
You can't persuade this brigade Killarmy renegade
on this crusade lyrical murder is sure to be my trade
Drill more heat than Black Suede, I'm the sun
beamin on your dome when the shade is nowhere to be found
All you hear is the unreknowned sound
that makes your eardrum pound, you can't avoid it
It been exploited in your district
The ballistics are statistics fuck the critics
They criticize while I revise my enterprise
Do the knowledge and you'll be surprised
?Generalize and currency alive?
while strong soldiers build with boulders
Forts and barriers, my brain pattern hold weight like a freight
Sharp like ice skates, blows this track like a cellmate
Then motivate, now I'm out of state, usin my Papermate
to penetrate, through open minds that take the time to listen to
The Crimson Tide that I provide, I dedicate
my life to my poetry, if it's meant to be then let it be
It's only right I'm out for the night, my life's a legacy
Verse Two:
Yo, it's like I remember slapboxin now we clap shots to catch props
From knockin rocks on the block ?to chop the fat priced and jock?
I see the Jakes and motivate cause half my team be holdin weight
We march across the Golden Gate Bridge
My mind is in the solider state
Forever real, troops'll never squeal, so my Beretta's peel
leisurely, and penetrate your mental shield, easily
I'm pleased to be, the man hundred grand, the tan Lands
Now my Clan's doin tours in Japan and San Fran-cisco
liver than disco packin nickel plated pistols
and keep my block hot like burnin Crisco
Wu-Renegades, deadly switchblades
Chorus 2X
Verse Three:
Check it out, yo, yo
Renegades are slayed in steel cage, that wave war blades
at United Snakes parade, the unforgiven law no mercy
Build controversy, then perform surgery
Killarmy, we meet at a ninety degree angle
Universal star angels, we form the tip of a triangle
like Egyptians did, I perform inside pyramids
Wu-Tang, a scientist, label me the last lyricist
for today's Genesis, surrender
Take you on an adventure like they had kidnapped seven ninjas
Supreme marine I move in submarines
Anti-murderer, stage burgaler
Rugged rhyme ?asserter-er, with the righteous crutches?
Lyrical ruckus, build to destruction, Destructicons
Best to kill or camouflage, Desert Storm
On the battle before I lost a arm
Held on to my sword took both hands like Voltron
Like the master who's imperial, king of the scenario
To all my universal soldiers, salute the general
Verse Four:
I come armed with explosive chemicals just dream me in physical
Killarmy individuals the concept of principles that are highly indispensible
My name is Born God Allah, King of North America
On a ship I was stripped of my knowledge and wits
Death to all enemies, by your own fuckin penalties
Off with your dome I roam through your war zone with a platoon
full of soldiers with dust bones
Ain't nuttin but the army shit, one minute til we all hit
Tie you up with your barracks
With heat-seeking lyrics and my ?royal friends from the tribe of Indians?
I break down your physical change it to a chemical
you cats are made of wickedness, the black man be original
Chorus 2X
Let it vibe, homicide, suicide
[ 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 ain't holding no wieght
Parylize your enterprise cause they moving like snakes
Up in my grasp, little they know it's 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 I'm 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, it's 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
[ chorus ] ( 2x )
Then drop a bomb
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 ain't 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"
Chorus: islord 2x
Aiyyo, everything is real like blue steel
Being pulled out at sold out concert
Niggaz and bitches going berserk
Everything is real like blue steel
Being pulled out at sold out concert
Niggaz and bitches going berserk
Going berserk, going berserk...
[beretta 9]
Aiyyo, we could see thought, express thought
Red dot on the plot, marksman operating one shot
On some fifteen global thirteen magazine
Scope rifle with the infra-red beam, check out my leen
Mark the skyrise, who one a prize, between your eyes
Keep it camouflaged, always disguised
We invinsible, ninja through, coming through kid, we indispensible
Stand tall, justice for all, we off the wall
On some, born build, keep your eyes peeled
Guns concealed, shit is real kid, wine or get killed
Word up
[dom pachino]
Mental repititions, terrorist expeditions, conditions
Teach truth on this mission, break you down with competitions
Paragraphs of friction, terrorize your juristiction
Ain't no intermission, seen it all through preminition
Build with my earth, the knowledge mean god
In my solar position, sun of man, understand
Observe and listen, mind of a mathematician
Disappear like a magician, deal with persistence
Carry out the wu-tradition, sharpen my sword
Choppin off heads, so play your distance
Chorus: islord 2x
Aiyyo, everything is real like blue steel
Being pulled out at sold out concert
Niggaz and bitches going berserk
Going berserk...
[9th prince]
Yo, I'm from the hot lavas of the planet earth
Thoughts of star, burst ? ? ? the universe
I slap the shit out the nurse
For trying to stick needles inside the head off my new birth
I'm the lord, pioneer, microphone engineer, I spit verabl spears
Army of black knights, conquerers, killers, gorillas, warfare
My mind is in a straight-jacket, the tongue is a hatchet
Eyes is night visions, my nose east meets my enemy's coalition
Face track animations, masta killa, pass my the God jewels so I could murder
Satan
9th prince is a silent analyzer
Hypnotize, genocide to set him on fire, then become a terrible tragic
Insane off rhyme cocaine, as fierce as drug addicts
My mind is clear like the state-of-the-art graphics
The laser war, infra-red lords
Prince sadaam has cause to destroy like jaws
The high-intellect, word doctor, healing verbs, my cure is poetry herbs
High blood pressure thoughts break down your nerves
[killa sin]
To see the gods fall, never that
I hold the black metal for golden raps
Where the soldiers at, dealing with math
We still upon that, killer combat
Form the righteous uprising
Two flies within the eyes of uncivilized men
Got fake niggaz posing like they heismen
Push through like limemen
Attack your quarterback on consignment
The key to living life is refinement
It's knowledge of self, without allah you never gonna survive this
Merciless, onslaught this bra-fourth within you
Continue to turn concerts to a murder venue
It's all real, always blood spill in that direction
Keep your fingers steady when you operate your weapons
Small minds add to hard times of all times
It's a thin line between the scene of the crime
So, don't cross it
Chorus: islord 2x
Aiyyo, everything is real like blue steel
Being pulled out at sold out concert
Niggaz and bitches going berserk
Everything is real like blue steel
Being pulled out at sold out concert
Niggaz and bitches going berserk
Intro: p.r. terrorist
Just enter the 3rd world
Clear lines of communication
Understanding, all things must be seen clearly
For what they are not what they appear to be
360 degrees, understanding, equality, cipher
Killarmy goin take you on this flight, buckle up
[p.r. terrorist]
The last poet construct the rhyme
At a self-destruct in your tape deck
In your walkman or in your truck
Benzy box, boom box, comstock upon my block
Choppers hovering, bright lights got me on the spot
Heavy heat,sucked in my boxes, rubbing on my meat
Vigilante rap, take negociations to the street
Money, mountain gear boots, laces hanging from my feet
War is never pretty, get your face scrapped on concrete
Its like the worlds against me, opposing forces
Use my urban resources, refuse to get hung
Off crosses, take no losses, the God wears gems that flosses
Next lp my teams face all up in the sources
[reporter]
Like or not, we live in time of danger and uncertainty.
That is the way, he lived. that is what he leaves us.
[islord]
Aiyyo, my thoughts flashback to when I was trapped in mecca
In the middle of our warzone, squeezing off shots
To twist niggaz physical like cyclones
But now I'm in the worst part, with the art
That watch the ghettos, that watch your five buroughs
Because, you and your ten cats sat back
Philasticly, and analyzed it, my shit to be thorough
Like one swing of tiger woods, golf club
That won the masters, by a landslide
So pass that grass green cashman jacket
This way, so I can swerve that a-way
On my way to the homes of the grains of shaolin
With king I divine, never smile when you enter
The sector of the killa hill 10304
Just be prepared for war and blood shed
Because there's no exit and no such thing as three men
You only got one man in this game that we play for keeps
And there's definately no arcade, bullets are sprayed
Through the streets you gotta enter it's pitch black
Like the hallways in alcatraz, so run fast when you hear the chamber
Of my baby girl nina, a verse, thats one in the hurse
[reporter]
We today have concluded in agreement to end the war
And bring peace with honor in vietnam
[9th prince]
Yo, yo, my lyrics strike like uranium bombs
I speak with authority but calm
Bent back nigga like the hunch back from notre dame
24 track flashbacks, watch the mind travel like time tracks
I live in the hidden fortress protected by nuclear forces
I fly heads like a sorceress, rhyme trocherist
Fight with fatal blows like the white lotice
Though this four time expansion at the wu-mansion
Wu-tang changes mean oxygen, blizzent like lint
A lenchmen killed off hitler's henchmen
Scriptures of holy war, my dialog marvels are unstoppable
Killarm, camouflage topicals are marvable
The lost lord of pitfighters, sharkbiters
Left back in the pitch room with dark fighters
I slaughter like saddam hussein, giving killing orders
[reporter]
5 months ago saddam hussein started this cruel war against kuwait,
Killa arm 9-8
This l.p.'s a banga
Yeah
[chorus]
Yo, killarmy in ya galaxy
In ya continent
In ya state
In ya city
Take'em to war throw ya grenade
This shit is gritty
Rollin' tanks, carry shanks
While y'all niggaz shoot blanks
Livin' gun powder roll black down
Dealin' wit ranks
Yo, killarmy in ya galaxy
In ya continent
In ya state
In ya city
Take'em to war throw ya grenade
This shit is gritty
[verse 1]
Yo, what's the sign's on ya crab ass
Niggaz out here in this rap shit
Turning this shit into some fuckin' after shit
Step into my chamber I hang ya
Like a stranger out tah dry with the mic cord
Rapped around your neck like 2 times
Design to leave you breathless
To the pointt where you past out
Flat lined simple mined ass cats
Get ya fingers snap back outta place (what)
And dislocated reaching for that mic device kid I'm nice
[verse 2]
Yo, we never timid break the street limit
State laws and glass jars and fake malls,
Burst pause we take jobs wiseguys who want a prize guy
We snatch mics bitch right turn out the light
Mathamatics strikes a site make me pull my fist tight
We wild every night bump shoulders clubs over
Night crips start to fight wnet to santalaw
Pulled out the dialog bashed his dome with the smearin' off
Now he scramin' off razor sharp face off
Killarmy cut, pushin' through like what
Always housted up double edge leave you with a buck
Fifty three nigga
[chorus]
[verse 3]
Terrorist arch nemesis this is my testament
Eternal life is through the mind
The 1st element
The 1st to settle it
The 1st to pull the medal
The 1st to defeat the devil
The 1st to take it to that level
Feel the valume ajust the levels
Enjoy the treble, the 1st and last rebel
Crush a stone into a pebble
They be trackin' holy water baptise
My rhyme is sort of ice mentora
Mental explorer my guardly aura
Star bright light up your life like night light
Heard you wanna fight return ya ass
Twice mental and physycal
[verse 4]
Yo, the last star fighter princelton soldier
Northern exposer built with noah
Easy adtic aposer mic feel the black thrower
To retrieve renagade anroid seek and destroy
Any man ? ? ? paranoid ? ? ? time zone at 1751
We bury a 100 course of rome prince of dogs
Is cloned lyrical arthritus contain this to the bone
My rhyme battle star galactica terrorist star detector
Scarfaces are mass discourage weak lyricist are perish
I ? ? ? courage physical fight ? ? ? package
Razor blazes so sharp to slice ya eyelashes
Rap is gossip while I speak gospel like teachers crisis
With the apstols the mind and matter
People to the science smother mc with a pillow
Livin' dying science
<9th prince>
Yeah, yeah
Master of all self-hate
Shaolin cipher heat, niggas
For my militant soldiers
Yeah, check it out
Yo, yo
As night falls the commando's teams seize the palace
Fiercely assault commands the volts
Explode in the air like lightning bolts
We rippin' out your spleen
At battlegrounds like the dense jungles of phillipines
Drunk monk sip o.e. out the canteen
Men at war with guillotines
So far we all (? ) japanese
Troops not waiting
All you hear is bullets penetrating
Deep like the assassination that almost killed reagan
War troops in army suits with spiked boots
Lyric proof brutes
Camouflage the haunted igloo
Eskimo commando
Dressed to kill in camo
Black rambo
I civilize for ammo
Bulletproof parachutes
We motorate helicopters with green bags of loot
Bloodthirst heroes
After vietnam he made the wheelchair
No fear
Warfare at it's highest (? -mixed with beretta 9's first line)
Yo, yo
I snatch up defeated troops in desert tim boots
Camouflage like the sands I locate in iran
For war be the issue
Elite crews and God jewels
Snipers on the rooftop watch out for the pitbulls
Waited 'til sunsets and moving like ninjas
Camouflage masked avengers
Y'all niggas best surrender
We servicing your weapons we be the armageddon
Killarmy bring on board this military acquisition
Your crew will take position on the seven seas mission
Beretta 9 be wild like (? -mixed with 9th prince's first line)
<9th prince-chorus x 2>
Yo, 5 star general giving killing orders
Militant assassins surround the headquarters
Let's go to war with break beats
My battleground is in the streets
Shogun
Samurai assassin the professional spectacle
Mental terrorist
Plant a time bomb in your ear
And hold your brain for hostage
Killarmy equipped with detonating swords
Captivate the crowd leave 'em praising the lord
In the asiatic war we chop heads off
Like general monk and his swordsmen
The reason is burning season
My brothers is guilty of high treason
So I decapitate them
As they lay motionless bleeding on the canvas
I put away my weapon which is stainless
<9th prince>
Yo, it's the 5 star general
<9th prince-chorus x 2>
5 star generals, word up
Here's the non-carnivorous
Lyricist rhyming protagonist absorbing thoughts through my elements
Rip out your pancreas
Try to exit and get caught like a venereal disease
Niggas freeze before I sueeze
It's impossible to run when I'm done
Dom pachino the son saving my universe now
Awaiting trial
Unidentified profile
Got you sewn like a textile
Lyrical navigator exploring different worlds
Mixelplick (? ) style
Equipped with a vest
Killarmy vigilantes got mc's marked for death
Evil targets
Taking their lives like grand auto theft
Then motivate like dr. david banner
Moving in bulletproof air crews with cb scanners
I channel
My life can never be a manual
Unpredicatable historical like a greek oracle
Words pronunciated plural
And shot through my (? -over masta killa's first line)
Scinece is the study of all things
Knowledge their sword swing
Guns go off in the east wing
It's a blessing to deliver this lesson
Who's resting
You've been summons to awaken
A nation of sleeping giants who are clients to the devil civilization
Migration expands my plan to the maximum capacity
Nothing can hold me from launching out over the earth then disperse
Ritual darkness niggas return
Unscathed and at ease and as you were
But the thought of not being able to breathe and leave these worldly
Possessions
Have mc's fret to step in my direction
<9th prince-chorus x 2>
These rhythms can't deface me
Hot rhythms stimulate me
Can't help but swing it boy
Swing it brother swing
Don't stop the beat that's
Slapped this foolish brat
Come on swing me boys
Swing it brother swing
<9th prince-over chorus>
Word up, let's take 'em to war, son
Show 'em how it should be done
It's real god
Yeah, yeah
Stimulate the brain cells
Check it, check it
<9th prince>
Yo killarmy bounty killers
Industry kid shivers
Shells up through your liver
Dead corp float the rivers
Murderous style is superior from shaolin to nigeria
Stalking through the monitor
With the wisdom for dynamical fessor (? )
Lyrical kid in processor
Nat turner was my militant ancestor
I capture your mind put in isolation
Control the soul automation
Victims became mechanical slaves again
Read the east coast historian
As you oppose this
Your walking dead soldiers can't get close to this
I be splitting shit like moses
Then celebrate with guns 'n roses
I turn soundtracks into startracks
My tongue is symbolic to an axe
I used to be caught up in the world of mad max
Now come against the consequence of the 9th prince
I sit upon my throne and chop off domes
Then send them home to your peoples
So they can sew 'em
Thoughts I generate like high forms of energy
My brain's energetic
Ultramagnetic synthetic
Burn like oil
High octane let it drain upon the shaolin soil
You get trapped inside my rap coils
Like my phalanges rip the microphone
When I recite a war poem
It's writen in my soldier's log
It's a killarmy espionage
Puerto rican mobster in camouflage
Perform at the mirage my entourage
Get the ticket through telecharge as I massage lyrics get enlarged
Grenade particles rip through your fatigue articles
You flee for shelter
My tre pound rounds'll melt you
Like camouflage vinyl in the force of delta
What, what, one time
Come on, swing it
Bring it, what
Killarm, yeah, swing it
The gods gonna bring it
Real, what
Yo, yo
You either get down shut the fuck up or catch an uppercut
Rough enough to muffle up your jaw when we knuckle up
Knuckle what? bacardi hit me harder than you
You crash dummies show respect when the gods is coming through
Eyes swollen up the size of coconuts
Your body folding up
Allah the soldier struck and through the cut I walk and hold you up
Sit back hang from your hip like loose kani's
Try to flip it on the strength of your wis' and let you slide
Savage eighty five trying to test sides
True we're living thirty two shots
We're sending a rocket to your prison
Caught you bubbling
Like a cold sore the money coming in
Juggling the church and street life you got me wonderng and catch 'em
I let allah bless 'em
That's the question
You dealing with a madman's profession
So choose your weapon
Word up, killarmy
Taking y'all to another war ground
Hold down the battlefield, word up
Shout outs to all my universal soldiers
Killarmy, word up
Deep space 9, the clan, word up
Sunz of man
My nigga high style, word up
To all the soldiers in all the fifty two planets
New york, ohio
Philadelphia, word up
My anna locked down atlanta, for real
Little rock, miami
Pittsburgh, word up
Washington d.c., upstate for real
To all my juvenile niggas that's locked up in tober center
Word up, ryker's island
Peace to big queen (? ) and supreme
Word up the God and general wise
General wah
Word up to the last soldiers
My nigga islord still locked down in the jungle, son
Word up keep your sword up son, killarmy gonna represent this shit, son
Word up, peace
Get out of here
Wake the fuck up (12x)
Chorus:
Yo wake the fuck up or get broke the fuck up
The wisdom we apply son soak this shit up
If it was sess son niggaz would smoke this shit up
So wake the fuck up or get broke the fuck up
Verse one: madman
Yo yo yo we are street soldiers of the dark side of the planet
I kill killing orders like a lieutenant
Hit the planet earth then explode like a human cannon
The universal author, born to kill saga
Givin niggaz head trauma
Bulletproof shield is made of gold armor
Brain surgeon is aversions my purgin mind urban
Scientists found killed and wrapped up in curtains
Casualties, flashbacks, now simply that
I attack like a rat, serious as a heart attack
Professional assassinator professor
Assassinate your mindstate and broke the metal plate
Lyrical nostradamus, psychotic mind of sadaam
Ex-con, attack the pentagon
With unorthodox firearm from vietnam
I crucify em, like muslims murdering jews from jerusalem
Now who's the supreme lyricist? you can't seize this
When I die, my name'll be worshipped like jesus
War visual individual incriminate the criminal
My culture nickel put holes in your face like dimples
Chorus
Verse two: hell razah
Brains get unfrozen when they oppose, as we unfold
Futuristic scrolls that was prophesized scriptures
Hitting an untold, I roll with my skull and bones
Made of solid gold, skin is closing up
Approach your home, with a war, armaggedeon in my home
Wisdom mind ruler mental intruder
From the tribe of judah
Devils dissapear like they went through the
Bermuda, triangle, erupting on ryzarector tracks
Like volcanoes, so God swear to me
I appear two years sample revolution in the burning cup
Constitution, learned too much, came off must return
Observe the facts, delivered by, blacks
Soon as we unite the sky cracked
A group of ufo's formed a seven in the heavens
God celebrate devils death day signal
Jail let loose the criminals, bystanders died
Waiting for miracles we giving you
Chorus: 1/4
Verse three: killa sin
Yo, I make your heart thump like tree stumps
Be crackin concrete chumps released once
The earth shifts, vocal points clips he wrote and missed
Killer vocalist, load his fist blessed with loaded gifts
Golden clips, shotty slipped like psychotic hits
In soldier flicks, who wrote the shit superior
Mines combine the modus click
Enterprise like german spies, keep my eyes on soviets
Stay russian my direction I'm wettin like a leaf bone
Freak poems, seek thrones, to call home where freaks bone
To each his own, chrome zones, be cloned like chromosomes
So the chrome, the golden toned champ whip rollin bones
Fire's on, blazin hot trails at night, barren ville
Shotty still collaborating on tracks with bobby steels
Generate a mil, killa bee law, kill or be killed
Know the ledge, finally, our justice has revealed
Chorus
Verse four: prodigal sun
The 43rd conviction, incarcerated in hell for eternity
But my mentality and chemistry made me celestial through the galaxy
Sparks friction, generating through evaporation
Slay through meditation, your body is now liquidation
Even your hemoglobin is swollen with corrosion
Amputated and rated physical zone disintegrated
That's what niggaz face when fuckin with the sunz of man
Go to the dungeon I could lead a hundred men, with a golden pen
Forced to intercept with the click from shaolin
Killin devils, scatter they ashes over the sea of mediterranean
That's my trademark, ps burned in my victims heart
I be the star from afar illuminating through the dark
Another burning face of death
The intiation of the mason, 186 my name's left in the book of revelation
Reminescing about the days, raising hell
Representative of a mind, able to lead a city what technicality of mankind
Mistake trying to keep me behind the closed doors of reality
All three eyes to the revolution can now escape the blind state of confusion
Trials and tribulations of the original nation
Leaves a headache, the only chance of elevation
Unite with the black coalition
Sunz of man, population click, wu-tang clan
First the killarmy, eat your skeletons, buried in the promised land
You better wake the fuck up!
That's word life!
Don't sleep!
We don't be having that shit no more!
Word is bond this is as real as it's going to get
Wake the fuck up (4x)
Killarmy, wu-tang clan
Word word, shaolin
Wake the fuck up
Get the actual facts
Better fuckin resurrect
"what is your style and what is your clan? "
"the soldier, and uses military style."
"oh? so there may be a war."
[killa sin]
Universal soldiers
Yo, yo
Automatically I reign supreme, laser beam tracks and graze your brain
Hit your spleen, ricochet and decay, exit clean
Find a lies, cries, complies
Close your eyes soldier's lies
Look beyond the skies though the soul roll with pride
A few brave unmilitant names who misbehave
Killarmy style rushin the stage in jiggy waves
The killa bee ministry forms another industry
Physically recoffin and killin any savage mentally
Solidify negative vibes are liquified by the masses
Prolly find them bastards in gaseous regiment
For stampedin in all illified elements
Universal soldiers, combine the sacred seven men
[dom pachino]
In the industries enemies tryin to diminish me
Finish me, mercenaries go on a killin spree
The art of war, plannin a siege is risky
Like an armed struggle, shots flingin doubles and they missed me
Cause I'm immune to tight situations
Manuverin is my formation to different locations
If I get caught then I been gotten
That means the plan I was plottin wasn't stable
I gotta go back to the drawing table
And start from scratch rearranging the whole map
Changin the blueprints, make sure no one's been tapped
In fact son, that must've been the problem
Take the horns off the hook, we gonna do this deal solemn
In us we trust and when the narcs came and rushed
Ain't no time to discuss, grab our God jewels and bust
Cause I roll with the unit, 360 degrees
Tight like an ovary, ain't no more casualties
Bein reputed, we sever reign undisputed
[shogun assasson]
Yo kill to protect and arm myself with intellect
Life is on edge cause I serve at the dude in the army
I come with the new wu order and documented notes
The battlesite, planet earth, stabbin niggas quotes
Attack the wilderness like a virus
Planted with no anidotes
There is no immunity
Wagin war on the devil's community
Zero in and I catch a vision
I see a valley of men castin weight on those who did sins
19 million strong, appear in your atmosphere in military gear
Camouflaged commandos, outlaws, desperados take the world by storm
Operation come and attack devil city
Seek and destroy illumination
The worship of light, skull and bones was the devil's hope
Twelve whipped cardinals and one pope
[9th prince]
Yo arabian knights killarmy left on the battlefield
Warfare's revealed
Soldiers sport navy seals for pella fighter in armored jet planes
I burn hotter than propane
Army suit is stained with bloodstains from soldier's remains
The red army, movin across the desert on camels and black horses
Camouflaged fortress, four horsemen blowin shit out of proportion
I'm trapped in a line of fire, all our desires be inside the empire
Rhymes are sharp like barbed wires
Vocal shit the air like skydivers
On gunpowder rains like april showers
Camouflaged pillow with skies in range rovers
Soulful soldier soul controller
I kill jehovah left the sash as closure
Casualties of wars
Battlegrounds ruled by lords armed with swords
I meditate seven miles away from kuwait
Where water runs dry through rivers and fountains
When I came to you there on that cold
Telephone pole horror of the night
And you came out to meet me
And then tell me things and sit down on the porch swings
<9th prince>
Congratulations you coming home next month
Humble as a monk
We celebrate with crystal and skunk
The family's large
It's hard being god
Still take charge come home to a massage
A line of credit cards with a land cruiser parked in the garage
And trying to make up for the times when you was gone
Being locked up while my heart was torn
You wrote me letters
Telling me when you come home things will be much better
I mailed you a pair of tims for a wu-wear sweater
Up in the penal dipped (? ) for the weather
In difficult times it's hard to maintain
I strive to live in the shelter that blocks out the rain
And that rain is pain
For stress on the brain will have a nigga insane
Forced to stay awake
Late nights it's hard to sleep
When I peek
Cause the kitchen's chopped up (? ) they be trying to creep on me
Mental explosion when I meditate over by taca lake
Thoughts remain calm like the ocean
Puff a little war potion
Everything relates to emotion
When I stare at the stars surrounded by trees
Sometimes I feel like a fallen leaf
Blown away by wind realities
Strong breeze, but you're free
I took the block off the horn
So let knowledge be born
Blood brothers forever
Killa b's on the swarm
Dom p's (? ) past, guns blast
I recollect on the past
On how we ran wild together
Chasing cash and ass
Small time thing
Managing stings for nugget rings
Went back far like acorn fights on modern swings
Kingpin style, juveniles raised with major flav
Tenth grade came went on our own and severed ways
Never realized poppy would die or leave my side
Homicide never
I visualize better
You live forever in my heart son
Mentally dunn we roll together
No years past I still hear blasts as guns flashed
My nigga run fast he sumble to a lifeless crash
On the concrete my leg felt weak
I couldn't eat let alone sleep
This shit is way beyond bone deep
Now I sip beers
Shed a few tears with our peers
Play the rears
Do the knowledge through glares and cold stares
Yo it's hard kid
I swear to my unborn this war's going on
Veterans taking falls to young pawns
But I stay strong and try to move on
And live life to the fullest
Rest in peace to the God who took a bullet
Yeah, word up
One time, one time
Killarmy, Killarmy
Beretta 9, Killa Sin, Dom Pachino, word up
Shogun the Assasson, all is fair in love and war
Yo, the saga carries on, word up, military time
I got a long time (?) for slugs thug life tricks
And pit fights jet black acts with fat ass kicks
That's the shit right
We jettin' to the roof for the tre duce
Aimed at Jesus, residentials that let loose at spent shells
We share a giggle and a Heineken
We sitting on the corner with my niggas yelling
Killa kick the rhyme again
Yo, so then I bust 'em down with verbs and nouns
Bombing they brain cells like herb
Words attacking like a German hound
We spark a freestyle session
With a beef and forks (?) collection
Full moon yeah kid no question
Yo the cipher's over now par bay (?) and star play
Ring around the hosey and mosey
Down to Tarjay for Marge-ay
Crazy dick bitch who suck dick
On the down with his sheisty ass click from tre pound clown
This is an ordinary day around my way
When niggas spray shots, killer straight shots, and hit up gay cops
I attack shit move with your shots call the medic
Beretta 9 my chamber be pain no anesthetic
Nightmares visions of death
Catch a flashback
This gunfire out of control I'm getting sent back
Hell no, pave my way back to the foxhole for ammo
In enough shit to bury Rambo
I cock back releasin' all shit for the boot camp
Plus worker laying in dirt thinking the Earth dead
Adrenalin (?) cats be amped up for action
Going to war no time for relaxing
Fists or handguns it doesn't make a difference
Adjusts my sights and starts (?) become relentless
Intelligent how I came to bomb your regiment
Beretta 9 my chamber be hard like rock sediment
Blast on herds, shake Serbs with deadly words
The pain's intense like I'm swinging on your nerves
Push the trigger
Suddenly it bring you clarity
Nights like day magnified
Three point two time design
Combine with steel wind to blow your mind
Counter terrorism with precision
Armed with smoke bombs to blow your vision like cataracts
My green team attacks your format
My manifold is combat
On wargrounds or on DATs
It's my nature Killarmy legislator
Leavingi broken arrows in backs of traitors
My platoon's filled with black berets and painted faces
High speed car chases and soldiers with war faces
Specially trained in rugged terrain grains of the Earth
Hot cold and humid temperatures that make barometers burst
Who came first God or the universe
Uniting energy through my tongue and through the sun
War is never pretty
But there is something dirty and disturbing about today's
world conflict, because today's battles are fought with the
dark heart of terrorism
Uh, it's very hard to maintain the emotional and political
zeal that is needed to kill lots of people
You been to Shogun's realm
I stand as a military helm
Gone on a World War tour
I catch a flashback from Iraq
That's when I start terrorizing tracks
Killing MC's with platinum stacks and death wax
My torture chamber's filled with anger
The executioner of Lucifer
Swords chop razor sharp like the blade of Excalibur
Slashing at your fat jets you do or die
Men before parachutes see with wounded eyes
I be your war God to the dark side
Witness how soldiers fall and die
Lives are being lost
Around the globe each flashpoint has its own personality
A border dispute here, a displaced homeland there
a greedy politician or drug lord almost everywhere
But whether the location is South America or South Yemen there is a
connection Between many of these struggles
They are angry conflicts of desparate people
who feel they have neither the resources nor
the clout to fight their enemies at the negotiating table
So they take their negotiations to the streets
Intro: shogun assasson
Cause, we unite to fight
For one commom cause
Is you down for the cause?
Or you down just because?
Verse one: shogun assasson
By dawns or the light
We unite and fight
One common cause, to inforce allah's laws
Bombs burst in the air, light up the night like stars
As a rocket flare, I prepare for warfare
Destroying all the devil's ideas, while cowards run in fear
Thre's no retreating, no surrender
No victory, no peace, till the enemy is deceased
And the beast, cease to exist, from being devilish
Running from amongst us, only in God do I trust
So I bust to leaving bodies lying in the dust
Soldiers dying in their own iniquity,
And hell is the penalty
Kung fu sample:
"i wanna join you; I'll show youwhat I've learned
Please be frank and use your judgement"
[9th prince]
Yeah, yo, yo yo
Revenge of the fallen patriot
Enemies die, I civilized with hatred
The undertaker, rugged like a trailblazer
Lost crusader, a vador for a lifesaver
Niggas is computer mind truth
Trained to kill
Lyrical swords and battle for navy seals
Death team motions are calm like the ocean
9th prince golden child was chosen
Was the warrior slogan
Back to the future my father was killed by lucifer
Now I'm here to avenge his death
Call me the shaolin executioner
I execute dig into the brain
And split the main vein
Mow ya bloodline is short circuit
What is teh verdict on those who got murdered
I researched it, now I'm allergic
He was killed by the lyrical surgic
Verbal villian, I heal myself with herbal healing
Then step out the blue mountain
On the mission of a killing
