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Артист: KillarmyНазвание : Dress to KillДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop wu-tang rap gangsta rap hip hop Видео:
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We are at war with the enemy we can`t see a brutal conspiracy of assassination Kidnappings, bombings, highjackings and mass murders (a woman) Leave the Girl alone, leave alone!!! (reporter) There`s a battle ragin` fueled by desperation, hatred and fear (expert) Now the principal language spoken here is gunfire (reporter) it is a worldwar lead by holymen, madmen and millions of disciples willing to die for their cause their strategy is worldwide terrorism It`s time to go to war niggas... Get the bulletproof vests niggas... word up!! chorus: Grap yo` army suits `n` yo` phat black boots Military gear `n` go up like troops (4x) Yo, yo, yo, all rhymes is mad raw nigga, 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, I bang slang to yo` brain get you open on top for some What What! nigga 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!) Spill it to bomb, backglot? Yo, I`m test nigga, 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 ain`t 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 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 Military gear `n` go up like troops (4x) Silent Weapons, instruments of combat used in quiet wars when I attack MC`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 Military gear `n` go up like troops (1x) 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... | Похожие исполнители:
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