Killarmy - Militant Lyrics
f/ U-God*helicopter sounds*[Hook: 9th Prince + (U-God)]Shoot down planes, war games, in the black Rangewith the snipe for aim cuz yo (it's militant)Phillipine *****es in the black tint, commandoShowdown at the main event (it's militant)We carry hand grenades, ooh-ahhs, and AK'sThey troops, muddy boots, bulletproof Lex coupes (it's militant)[B9] Two G, Eiloheine, submachine,[B9] AT magazines, courage under fire (we killin shit)[9th Prince]Aiyyo fatigue, G.I.Joe's in armored tanksAmerican heroes covered with paint, black and gold like the SaintsCommandoes got rank, no blanksSpill (?) Valentine, Afghan tinges at my team gun shankI rack the 12 gauge, Shogun voices like exotic warfareYou die when you feel the bass, you dressed to killLet it play Six the Hard Way - we let off like 47 AK'sOkay, okay?[Beretta 9]Yo, walls all red don, Killa-Arm reconOur fleet bomb, all year long, surrender armsBlack Napoleon, petroleum, blitzkreig MongolianMissle whistle on the approach, sendin militiamenFoxhole, fire in the hole, lick a shot slowY'all know, y'all analog niggaz best take a strollOr wind up in critical - passed out, mobile armySurgical hospital, last bout niggaz, last bout niggazBeretta on the trigger y'all - how could you figure?!Marksman status[Chorus][Dom Pachino]Evacuate the war, finger pop glocks, ***** AK'sMake love to M-16's, when I step on the sceneWith a fat mack and a fat stack, magazineCamoflauge kinda swamp greenCream for my face, cadets get laced from the neck upTaste the blood from a leaf cut, you been struckYou weak *****, Killarmy's the bestAffiliated with the best, so there's no contestAnd when we launch these missles they be no one leftTerrorists, blow smoke niggaz choke, hold ya breathand went, niggaz lay rounds on the block where's the ref?[Shogun Assassin]Great scott, check my diabolical plotsI got a ***** for the fiendish, ***** the drama shit this be that hitThis murder in the first degree, and death be your penaltyWhen you try to mimic the armyyou become a casualty of World War ThreeWe come through back to back, every man strapped, ready to handle thatPre-*****ed, ready to trigger thatSauna raps, live on stage, at the Basker's, swordsman strike backLash out on attack, slash through ya backGot a deal, a murder contract, to assassinate ya calmly on this track[Chorus] - 2X
