- Killarmy Militant 歌詞
- Killarmy
- (feat. U-God)
*helicopter sounds*
(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 *****es in the black tint, commando
Showdown at the main event (it's militant)
We carry hand grenades, ooh-ahhs, and AK's
They troops, muddy boots, bulletproof Lex coupes (it's militant)
(B9) Two G, Eiloheine, submachine,
(B9) AT magazines, courage under fire (we killin ******* t)
(9th Prince)
Aiyyo fatigue, G.I.Joe's in armored tanks
American heroes covered with paint, black and gold like the Saints
Commandoes got rank, no blanks
Spill (? ) Valentine, Afghan tinges at my team gun shank
I rack the 12 gauge, Shogun voices like exotic warfare
You die when you feel the bass, you dressed to kill
Let it play Six the Hard Way - we let off like 47 AK's
Okay, okay?
(Beretta 9)
Yo, walls all red don, Killa-Arm recon
Our fleet bomb, all year long, surrender arms
Black Napoleon, petroleum, blitzkreig Mongolian
Missle whistle on the approach, sendin militiamen
Foxhole, fire in the hole, lick a shot slow
Y'all know, y'all ******* og *****z best take a stroll
Or wind up in critical - passed out, mobile army
Surgical hospital, last bout *****z, last bout *****z
Beretta on the trigger y'all - how could you figure?!
Marksman status
(Chorus)
(Dom Pachino)
Evacuate the war, finger pop glocks, ***** AK's
Make love to M-16's, when I step on the scene
With a fat mack and a fat stack, magazine
Camoflauge kinda swamp green
Cream for my face, cadets get laced from the neck up
Taste the blood from a leaf cut, you been struck
You weak *****, Killarmy's the best
Affiliated with the best, so there's no contest
And when we launch these missles they be no one left
Terrorists, blow smoke *****z choke, hold ya breath
and went, *****z lay rounds on the block where's the ref?
(Shogun Assassin)
Great scott, check my diabolical plots
I got a fetish for the fiendish, ***** the drama *******t this be that hit
This murder in the first degree, and death be your penalty
When you try to mimic the army
you become a casualty of World War Three
We come through back to back, every man strapped, ready to handle that
Pre-****ed, ready to trigger that
Sauna raps, live on stage, at the Basker's, swordsman strike back
Lash out on attack, slash through ya back
Got a deal, a murder contract, to assassinate ya calmly on this track
(Chorus) - 2X
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