(reporter)
Kidnappings, bombings, highjackings and mass murders (a woman)
Leave the
Girl alone, leave alone!!! (reporter)
It's time to go to war ******...
Get the bulletproof vests ******... word up!! chorus
Grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
Yo, yo, yo, all rhymes is mad raw *****, 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,
What What! ***** 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!)
Yo, I'm test *****, 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
My complex style be wild 'nuff tough like rough sex or roughnecks
Seven soldiers, militant darkness for heavenly ****** 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 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
Silent Weapons, instruments of combat used in quiet wars when
I attack M
C'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
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
Dom PaChino,
Madman, Assassin tracks for
Shogun...
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.09](reporter)
[00:06.57]Kidnappings, bombings, highjackings and mass murders (a woman)
[00:12.87]Leave the
[00:13.05]Girl alone, leave alone!!! (reporter)
[00:48.36]It's time to go to war ******...
[00:51.21]Get the bulletproof vests ******... word up!! chorus
[00:55.26]Grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
[01:00.21]Yo, yo, yo, all rhymes is mad raw *****, 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
[01:12.93]I back gats 'n' block for filts, to be exact like that thing (Pow!)
[01:16.56]Strikes in yo' nut, one shot,
[01:21.06]What What! ***** take that
[01:22.71]I'm in some shit is done, when it comes to track 'n' phat drums
[01:26.79]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!)
[01:36.48]Yo, I'm test *****, best be on
[01:38.40]Methstreet,
[01:38.97]I blast fast 'n' shout
[01:40.17]DA-DA-DAZ just like flexin' glass, foo, last tool shiped with dime, homicide collide with energize thoughts from dark side of
[01:46.89]Park, die
[01:49.20]My complex style be wild 'nuff tough like rough sex or roughnecks
[01:56.82]Seven soldiers, militant darkness for heavenly ****** 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
[02:16.68]I take off the heads of those who worship
[02:18.48]Adam 'n' Eve from the garden of
[02:20.01]Eden follow the prince of thieves,
[02:21.51]I ain't the guard, but you're a lyrical burgler
[02:23.34]It's the price of killin' like
[02:24.93]Kaine did the first murder chorus:
[02:40.74]Grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
[02:45.90]Silent Weapons, instruments of combat used in quiet wars when
[02:49.26]I attack M
[02:50.34]C's become
[02:51.06]B.O.W.'s missin' in action
[02:53.25]Shogun the
[02:53.85]Assason strikes with rage, when
[02:55.53]I engage with
[02:56.22]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
[03:05.37]My platoons uniform is timbows 'n' capholes nice dark 'cause you being followed like dark shadows commandoes with empty ammo
[03:12.27]We are the men in war, refugees from
[03:14.34]Jeff county
[03:15.30]Army of black knights, sinners 'til the death strikes chorus:
[03:18.00]Grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
[03:20.91]One with the killa 'n' the clan,
[03:21.66]I came with the scam a foo-proof plan 'n' death to coloured men
[03:25.14]Climin' uses race from the sun
[03:25.83]Dom PaChino,
[03:26.10]Madman, Assassin tracks for
[03:35.91]Shogun...
(reporter)
Kidnappings, bombings, highjackings and mass murders (a woman)
Leave the
Girl alone, leave alone!!! (reporter)
It's time to go to war ******...
Get the bulletproof vests ******... word up!! chorus
Grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
Yo, yo, yo, all rhymes is mad raw *****, 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,
What What! ***** 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!)
Yo, I'm test *****, 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
My complex style be wild 'nuff tough like rough sex or roughnecks
Seven soldiers, militant darkness for heavenly ****** 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 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
Silent Weapons, instruments of combat used in quiet wars when
I attack M
C'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
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
Dom PaChino,
Madman, Assassin tracks for
Shogun...
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.09](reporter)
[00:06.57]Kidnappings, bombings, highjackings and mass murders (a woman)
[00:12.87]Leave the
[00:13.05]Girl alone, leave alone!!! (reporter)
[00:48.36]It's time to go to war ******...
[00:51.21]Get the bulletproof vests ******... word up!! chorus
[00:55.26]Grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
[01:00.21]Yo, yo, yo, all rhymes is mad raw *****, 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
[01:12.93]I back gats 'n' block for filts, to be exact like that thing (Pow!)
[01:16.56]Strikes in yo' nut, one shot,
[01:21.06]What What! ***** take that
[01:22.71]I'm in some shit is done, when it comes to track 'n' phat drums
[01:26.79]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!)
[01:36.48]Yo, I'm test *****, best be on
[01:38.40]Methstreet,
[01:38.97]I blast fast 'n' shout
[01:40.17]DA-DA-DAZ just like flexin' glass, foo, last tool shiped with dime, homicide collide with energize thoughts from dark side of
[01:46.89]Park, die
[01:49.20]My complex style be wild 'nuff tough like rough sex or roughnecks
[01:56.82]Seven soldiers, militant darkness for heavenly ****** 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
[02:16.68]I take off the heads of those who worship
[02:18.48]Adam 'n' Eve from the garden of
[02:20.01]Eden follow the prince of thieves,
[02:21.51]I ain't the guard, but you're a lyrical burgler
[02:23.34]It's the price of killin' like
[02:24.93]Kaine did the first murder chorus:
[02:40.74]Grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
[02:45.90]Silent Weapons, instruments of combat used in quiet wars when
[02:49.26]I attack M
[02:50.34]C's become
[02:51.06]B.O.W.'s missin' in action
[02:53.25]Shogun the
[02:53.85]Assason strikes with rage, when
[02:55.53]I engage with
[02:56.22]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
[03:05.37]My platoons uniform is timbows 'n' capholes nice dark 'cause you being followed like dark shadows commandoes with empty ammo
[03:12.27]We are the men in war, refugees from
[03:14.34]Jeff county
[03:15.30]Army of black knights, sinners 'til the death strikes chorus:
[03:18.00]Grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
[03:20.91]One with the killa 'n' the clan,
[03:21.66]I came with the scam a foo-proof plan 'n' death to coloured men
[03:25.14]Climin' uses race from the sun
[03:25.83]Dom PaChino,
[03:26.10]Madman, Assassin tracks for
[03:35.91]Shogun...
It seems it never fail (x3) that the devils got ****in domes locked in hell so return to the darkside snakes are the niggas that stares you in the eye...
(feat. U-God)
(Hook: 9th Prince + (U-God))
Shoot down planes, war games, in the black Range
with the snipe for aim cuz yo (it's militant)
Phillipine b...
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, th...
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
...
(sung)
Please lift us up where we belong
All this time we're holdin on
Lift us up where we belong
(Dom Pachino)
Mastermind, holdin through crimes
Seen...
<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 comm...
Violent torture
Death has arrived
Armageddon
Terror & fright
Bleeding Corpses
Rotting decay
AnarchyViolent torture
Son of Satan
Antichrist
LuciferPure...
(Beretta 9)
This is for all y'all wanna be
Millitant, Camoflauge (Y'all ****ers ain't raw)
Word up, we 'bout to show you how it's done (Word up man)
H...