Killarmy

Killarmy - The Shoot Out lyrics

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For some warriors  the answer is crystalised in an instant  their
 instincts point them only one way. The truth becomes undeniable  and
 apocylptic.

 [Dom Pachino  P.R. Terrorist]

 I got a hunger for the mic my appetite strike late at night
 food for thought  hold down a fort
 up in the port of riches last seen giving stitches
 grab the can by ? crucifix  his team actin superstitious,
 one eyein, one fakin, reachin for his iron
 and one tryin to get close, I got the toast
 and I'm firin, blood gushin, commotion
 still zonin off the war potion

 [Beretta 9]

 yo wha, yo
 We be the masters of circuference,
 my thought cant behold body, mind control substance
 for the key to this shit, kid
 Examin the imposter, group of A uh-life's
 my team be deep like a roster, you lobster
 you break the edges of all the ?
 cut the tongues off all the snakes
 just one hiss may cost ya, the price of ya life
 I should always think twice, remember always think twice
 because mistake may be comin away kid
 so wake the fuck up, yo wake the fuck up, yo

 [Islord]

 Aiyoo, straight up and down
 dont even bring that type of shit around me
 you live get ya whole neck slapped off ya shoulders
 Quick fast, faster than the eye blink, so why think
 you could live amongst the, livest mc's
 and D-O-D's that I run with,
 and collaborate my thoughts with
 to elevate to higher standard as I landed,
 but never stranded as the God P.R. Terrorist apprehended
 analog suspects on the set


 [Dom Pachino]
 Dirty doctrine, killer concoction, rhyme rottin,
 stay plottin, yesterday wake, grenade shoppin
 caught a nice one, grave the vest-a
 to track a ? that may get bloody, ugly
 dippin in mud, my soldiers gonna love me
 grab a mic, look into the sunshine way above me
 hold my forehead, today had my daily bread
 shared it with you, make sure my fans are always fed

 [Killa Sin]

 Yo I'm pullin wrestiln moves,
 my competition headlocked into submission,
 while shots are lickin
 pickin through crops of intuition,
 yo my brain starts to change shorts are strange (what)
 names brought in vain, court physical force of unexplained
 For the battle of my life in the night light
 this nigga grab a mic tight
 strike with a flash of dynamite, right
 So figure this, Killa get vigorous
 a lyricist supremicist attackin the track like ? of villages

 run, we still pillagin dunn
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Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Wu-Tang Records, Inc.

Details:

Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: Dirty Weaponry (1998)

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