s at Okay we go out in the streets and we get the word We hit up anybody that we think selling them birds Them fuckin moolignanis don't want no war' C
to have you in pain *suf-suf-suffer chinese water torture, my word is water* [Ikon the Verbal Hologram] four score, the verbal hologram is verbal war
the Clans The leader of the Highlands and we have come here for blood and victory Pre Chorus Before my army I speak the great words of war: Brothers
PRE CHORUS] [CHORUS] Riding whole night and day through desolate lands my mind flies high over fields of death Longing for lost time of peace and light shunted from
the wicked Stand and deliver me from this c'mon, c'mon Go against the grain, break the chains Get out escape from the killing fields With the power
, Vietnam never seen the dead calm type mode From sun down till crack of dawn, dancing in the napalm Mamma's first born trained to kill the calm Dispatch
Love's in the danger zone Stiletto heels - run for your life Shoot me down in flames Kill my alibis.. When we're talking every word is an act of war
a war no one can win Killing time about to begin Home, far away From the war, a chance to live again Home, far away But the war, no chance to live again
field they say Apollo And Carl wont kill u but a hater will. my meal ticket just startin to cash in breathin key movin when i bail on my last win. everybody start from
em in a pile And burn em with the novels for the kids then to admire KIll the ones that speak from a different life Brewin other killer noise makin the
ugly than coolio when his hair frizzin My mind's a warfield like marsha or justin Psychosis be exploding by spontaneous combustion (kill all my) Kill
You know nowadays it, seems like there's a lot of Bad things going on and, I guess a lot of it From the way I see it, seems to still stem from Lack of
fire for ya Water, don't need none let it burn Let it be known that it's my turn, let 'em turn Be concerned with these words I got Whatever they sayin about the Line, we better kill
shouldn't have it So I grab it, never run, the outcome is usually, a beatdown brutally, fuck who you be or where you're from, West or East coast, squeeze
like the arms of four men A supporter of gore enforcement Cock, brain splattered on floor cement Seeing cattle killed is similair to men dying On euorpean battle fields
steel Pop off, pull out, drop them bills I run with all real killas, all for realer Nikes on, awesome gorillas Want more then kill 'em, front war, reveal
? It's now or never, there's no time to lose. Are we gonna keep sending our youths to war? Are we gonna keep scaring rice fields and infants? Are
your last moments waving goodbye, desperately Having a nice day while we're swinging from gallows perched atop Fool sit still, watch them, please take your? Spill on through killing fields