Killarmy - The Shoot Out Lyrics
{movie sample, unknown man}For some warriors, the answer is crystalised in an instant, theirInstincts point them only one way. the truth becomes undeniable, andApocylptic.[dom pachino, p.r. terrorist]I got a hunger for the mic my appetite strike late at nightFood for thought, hold down a fortUp 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 ironAnd one tryin to get close, I got the toastAnd Im firin, blood gushin, commotionStill zonin off the war potion[beretta 9]Yo wha, yoWe be the masters of circuference,My thought cant behold body, mind control substanceFor the key to this shit, kidExamin the imposter, group of a uh-lifesMy team be deep like a roster, you lobsterYou break the edges of all the ?Cut the tongues off all the snakesJust one hiss may cost ya, the price of ya lifeI should always think twice, remember always think twiceBecause mistake may be comin away kidSo wake the ***** up, yo wake the ***** up, yo[islord]Aiyoo, straight up and downDont even bring that type of shit around meYou live get ya whole neck slapped off ya shouldersQuick fast, faster than the eye blink, so why thinkYou could live amongst the, livest mcsAnd d-o-ds that I run with,And collaborate my thoughts withTo elevate to higher standard as I landed,But never stranded as the God p.r. terrorist apprehendedAnalog suspects on the set[dom pachino]Dirty doctrine, killer concoction, rhyme rottin,Stay plottin, yesterday wake, grenade shoppinCaught a nice one, grave the vest-aTo track a ? that may get bloody, uglyDippin in mud, my soldiers gonna love meGrab a mic, look into the sunshine way above meHold my forehead, today had my daily breadShared it with you, make sure my fans are always fed[killa sin]Yo Im pullin wrestiln moves,My competition headlocked into submission,While shots are lickinPickin through crops of intuition,Yo my brain starts to change shorts are strange (what)Names brought in vain, court physical force of unexplainedFor the battle of my life in the night lightThis nigga grab a mic tightStrike with a flash of dynamite, rightSo figure this, killa get vigorousA lyricist supremicist attackin the track like ? of villagesRun, we still pillagin dunn
