(feat. Frukwan, Madam Scheez)



[Intro: Madam Scheez]

Yeah, fuck that shit

Killarmy lay low in the fox hole

Y'all bitches better be on some shit

And start transportin' grenades in y'all pussies

Hold ya man down

I'm a knock-out bitch

What y'all bitches know about war?

Some of y'all niggas is bitches too, rockin' gay fatigues

Bitches better come on some militant shit



[Beretta 9]

Yo, fresh paste, PaperMate, another joint, no date

Y'all MC's know darts, no weight, no escape

The wrath, Genuine Draft, Beretta's time to splash

Like Hurricane Joe, grab a raft, lifesaver

Return of the Jedi, Luke vs. Vader

Crush you with the force, of course you can't score

First platoon leads you to doom, kid, your aunt raw

These darts like scuds, oh son, you want war?

Black Rambo, thoughts like the power of Ginko

My thoughts move fast to the speed of the tempo

Think quick, don't be the one to get licked

Shit is real, kid, you don't get to practice the script

Keep ya eyes pealed, guns concealed, ya lips sealed

By the way, kid, got on ya shield?

Shit be on, out in the world

It's all Fear, Love & War

But we sure to keep this in store



[ShoGun Assason]

All men man ya battle stations, this is global devastation

In it's purest manifestation, the 6 man weddin' invasion

The return the Killarmy, prepare for war with 3

Attack in harmony, to terrorize ya industry

With murder poems and assassinatin' symphonies

ShoGun, there's no disarmin' me

Blast over instru-medleys, my words is deadly

Beretta keep you shootin' heads steady

Fuckin' with a lone wolf runnin' through the wilderness hungry

I'm growlin' and howlin' at the full moon

There's no hope for this world, only tragedy and doom

That's why I stay liquidic, I'm sick wit it

Cock me back and watch me spit it



[Chorus: Islord]

Yo, be off the set, jet

Cuz when we come through we drop bombs on y'all establishments

Killarmy got this rap shit sewn like sweatshops

Jet, be off the set

Cuz when we come through we drop bombs on y'all establishments

Killarmy got the shit sewn like sweatshops



[Frukwan]

Yo, fuckin' hip-hop

Yo, perish, demolish, every herd in the forest

Stalk the tropic, category 4, catastrophic

Doust the tonic that's outside, end the demonic

While you wack-ass niggas puffin' on the chronic

Ultimately mentally unstable

Bones shatter, rat-a-tat-tat, I'm somethin' fatal

Public rehab it just like in a fossil

Leave a nigga bone drop, dryer than a fossil

Makti functions, lock niggas in dungeons

Trigger the C4, ga-pow-pow, parts all over the wall

Pressure, descent, to lay assault

Prisons and vaults, a catapult, watts and volts

Special effects, Hi-Tech scouts and tweezers

Yo, a fuckin' difficult procedure



[Chorus]



[Outro: Islord]

We don't play

We don't play when it comes to this shit right here

Shit gotta feed our babies and all that shit

Feed ya fuckin' families and shit

Comin' straight from the ghetto

Know what I mean?

We don't play

When we come through, we don't play

Word up, y'all niggas get hurt

Fuckin' with this shit right here we dealin' wit

Y'all niggas get hurt

Word up

It's like that

It's real like that

Ya fuckin' nerds

Y'all niggas is nerds out here

Word up