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We are at war with the enemy we cant see
A brutal conspiracy of assassination
Kidnappings bombings highjackings and mass murders
Leave the girl alone leave alone
Theres a battle ragin fueled by desperation hatred and fear
Now the principal language spoken here is gunfire
It is a worldwar lead by holymen madmen and millions of disciples
Willing to die for their cause their strategy is worldwide terrorism
Its time to go to war niggas
Get the bulletproof vests niggas
Word up
Grap yo army suits n yo phat black boots
Military gear n go up like troops
Grap yo army suits n yo phat black boots
Military gear n go up like troops
Grap yo army suits n yo phat black boots
Military gear n go up like troops
Grap yo army suits n yo phat black boots
Military gear n go up like troops
Yo yo yo all rhymes is mad raw ni**a let the force pour from my jaws lyric sause
Got high with fly sounds bound the floors
Its war for all you rap acts whos 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 ni**a take that
Im in some sh*t 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 sonpow spill it to bomb backglot
Yo Im test ni**a 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 aint 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 aint the guard but youre a lyrical burgler
Its the price of killin like kaine did the first murder
Grap yo army suits n yo phat black boots
Military gear n go up like troops
Grap yo army suits n yo phat black boots
Military gear n go up like troops
Grap yo army suits n yo phat black boots
Military gear n go up like troops
Grap yo army suits n yo phat black boots
Military gear n go up like troops
Silent weapons instruments of combat used in quiet wars
When I attack mcs 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 aint 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
Grap yo army suits n yo phat black boots
Military gear n go up like troops
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
