Killarmy - Clash Of The Titans Lyrics
Take em to war son (yeah)Yo wassup dog?Seven commandments, knahmean?Yo son, with the seven commandmentsChorus: (6x)Yo Im about the army shit, the raw shitThe military war hits with gun clips[shogun assasson]Yo, my battlegrounds where I loungeFightin wars from dusk til dawnIn the trenches of hellTheres more blood spilled than hamburger hillThe planet earth is the battlefieldEnemy troops cant come face to face with deathBlack mission caught for cold steelThe last art drill when I open fireBetter aim to killAs the destruction that I reveal like revelationsDrop jews like parables that cant be seen with the eye like constellationsYoure lost in the nation with no mental visionUnseen strikes your vital like precisionIm camouflged in the large with ammunition[9th prince]Im in deep meditation like the great indian monk dowmoLyrical desperados thrown like a torpedo from black masks like zorroI froze all the scriptures and literature of killersRiddlers and hitlersSick photographers who paint bloody picturesWu-tang is the foundation, we movin populationsAnd you can not stand then control the minds of asiansCandy cat raps gets your tongue cut off and run through his backSabotage savages got stabbed as I watched blood drip from their fabricsMadman ran up in the church and stuck the reverendStabbed him with a cross, some say he was stuck by the sevenThe seven commandmentsMetric equivalentsMeaning many niggas died for pleasures[dom pachino]I wagin guerilla warfare, supply the yellow jacketsEach one containin a mini sovereign homing missileFittin your sides raggedPuerto rican terrorist from the middle east refusin the mark of the beastIncrease your energy by one bar while I unleashThoughts that remain on your brain like scars for lifeMade possible by the mic deviceI slice wieldin a sharp instrumentSharpened in the temple of pyramidsUsed to drill a hole through the minds of the ignorantIts my assignment burn up the climate usin rays from the sunDom pachino madman assassinatin tracks with shogun[street life]Yo bring it on, I deal with this like my first bornMy brain form blow mcs away like desert storm21st century crime for you being bornUs currency got me itchin my palmsP.l.o. killer tactics like I support a factDead back was the feedback, park hills badassI deal with this shit like its my lastSo to speak what you say son go have a blastIm livin for the city, I burn as the world turnFirst degree poetryHold your headpiece, when I release I clear the streetsKillarmy passed the heat so ima dead the pieceP.l.o. is the street life out in the streets[beretta 9]Mentally I be ready, pass the machetteMy thoughts travel fast like mario andrettiRacin through this hellhole or ghetto through the povertyIts all about survival so I can risk the robberyGoin through the struggle, trials and executionThis is my solution to this revolutionPay close attention, lyrical precisionMy mind be my war guide, observe, learn and listenKnowledge before your wisdom unleashed for the children96 be buildin the stat or be killed in
