Killarmy Lyrics
Killarmy Lyrics
"Dress to Kill Lyrics"
Acid Wash Lyrics
Your eastcoast smile Wasn't worth my while Boy I'm afraid You're coming back again Just fade out Just fade away Into my past Like acid wash Look out now Here he comes Look out girls Cuz he's a clown Just when he was stylin' Now he's out like acid wash
Your eastcoast smile Wasn't worth my while Boy I'm afraid You're coming back again Just fade out Just fade away Into my past Like acid wash Look out now Here he comes Look out girls Cuz he's a clown Just when he was stylin' Now he's out like acid wash
(reporter)
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
instrumental
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
Caught Up Lyrics
I'm the kinda brotha Who been doin it my way Gettin my way for years In my career And every lover(yo) In and out my life I hid love and left the tears Without a care Until I met this girl who turned the tables around She caught me by surprise I never thought I'd be the one breaking down I can't figure it out why I'm so Chorus: Caught up Kinda me feelin' it Caught up I don't k
ive niggas ain't afraid to bust sexI'm the kinda brotha Who been doin it my way Gettin my way for years In my career And every lover(yo) In and out my life I hid love and left the tears Without a care Until I met this girl who turned the tables around She caught me by surprise I never thought I'd be the one breaking down I can't figure it out why I'm so Chorus: Caught up Kinda me feelin' it Caught up I don't k
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 war
All My Heroes Were Junkies Lyrics
In 1968, he did shots with the Doors at the Whiskey-a-Go-Go It was on one of those hot Hollywood summer nights He says, "Jimmy came in tight leather slacks, it was hot as hell But we were drinking Jack, his eyes were like quarters Round, and black when he stepped under the stage lights..." "And you know me," he says, "I had pawned my only camera I had no way to record these fleeting Koda
In 1968, he did shots with the Doors at the Whiskey-a-Go-Go It was on one of those hot Hollywood summer nights He says, "Jimmy came in tight leather slacks, it was hot as hell But we were drinking Jack, his eyes were like quarters Round, and black when he stepped under the stage lights..." "And you know me," he says, "I had pawned my only camera I had no way to record these fleeting Koda
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...