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War Cry
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[1st Verse -PREDATOR-] [2nd Verse -80aM-] [3rd Verse -Conspirator-]
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Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #1,397
Peak in subgenre #268
Author
PREDATOR
Uploaded
July 18, 2005
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MP3 4.7 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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WARCRY the time has come to set straight all the fatal mistakes, the Nations front lines push forward and rise from the skies to the sea, I live life free as can be sodont ask me to be all you can be Ill put a hole in ur T-emp all electric circuits, get your circus rollin into reverse on purpose nervousness sets, I strike with the force closed curtains a nervous wreck, got me askin wuts next reflect'n rounds off my chest, a couple got in to digest the same way I would a damn troop sodont test it Neo Nation Soldiers roll un-checked know this, incinerate'n our foes wit flames and torches come get your brains poached heated up an roasted overdosed with more visions of scorched an smashed corpses so whats important is you recognize and study these 3 voices,.... cuz when the choice hits ya fists your goona know in which way to go inta, enter the center kill the contender render yourself the winner and its back to the battle scene hella diseased, enemies decay, fallen victim to tha gang-green simila ta crack feinds they knees is wobbelin', I decide ta swallow'em, hittem'up wit them hollow ones betta grab your goggles son, this shit is hot like lava runs, you run away yellin put your weapons away But I will not give up until the day I see Neo Nation in waves, eat'n the last of these hooligans brains I cant maintain my troops there insane I letem loose hand'em a 22 wita couple shots of vermooth Johnson reporting: sir what would you have us do? [Setup a perimeter ready the fucken cadapoltes] flank the west wing begin ground assult, its all out, were ready for war wit no doubt.... Its 80 J-man an Predator spittin diseased shit, Neo Nation to foreva' dont mess wit tha generals hotter than a tea kettle, find your whole camp reduced down ta fucken pebbels, cuz we on anotha level so run up get hit pummeld down an lain ta settle, Im level'n the battlefield in any endever' many mens heads get severed fuckin with the Contenders, jus play your position an dont get caught in the blender consider me the center, I pivit on point, lip on the joint, an-I produce script, like egyptian tabloids
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