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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #4,675
Peak in subgenre #2,501
Author
Xcon
Rights
3 Glock
Uploaded
April 04, 2003
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MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Two fags named 20 Al' Bone and Spiritual...
Lyrics
Song: Hostile Territory
Artist: Spawn & Xcon
Beat: The Anthem
Producer: Rockwell
Lyrics: Spawn & Xcon 04-04-03
[Xcon]
Ok I'm telling you these guys are wack...
These guys are fucked
Beyond fucked
Ok, lets just say this guy's dead already!
Look at him sing
Look at him sing...
*20 Al Bone Singing*
[Woman]
You can just shut the fuck up for a minute..
[20 Al Bone]
Stop making fun of me!
[Talk]
These faggats really wanted to do this shit huh!
Diss us 3 timez?
3 times?
Me and Xcon are gonna rip your asses
It's on!
This war is on!
Uh
[Verse 1: Spawn]
you made me release this mothefuckin demon inside me
I cant try to hide it anymore cause emotions ride me
y'all made my blood boil, fuck being loyal
your plans shall be foiled, your lyrics are something to toy with
your quality is less then shit, you cant attack for shit
not one hit did you inflict, conflict doesnt exist
between us, we're just trying to kill you fags
better surrender now, drop ya flags
you wack, tryin to act black sayin we wanna be gangstas?
I dont talk like I'm a wiger, you put the "W" in wanksta
we were cool with you but now you crossed that line
you two fags come in our territory, dissin us time to time
fuck the line, lyrically your a misfit
break your spines and interwine rhymes shortly like swines
fuck your shine, all you bitches do is whine
when Xcon's done with your asses, you'll be more then cryin'
[Talk]
Yea
Show em how it's done X
rip these dudes...wanna be gangstas
[Xcon]
You fags are fuckin with the wrong people
[Verse 2: Xcon]
This bitches don't understand what we say'in
You should be pray'in,
Cause we here slayin, playin our tracks
You soon to be portraying a dead man
We ain't displaying generosity,
we pumpp'in up the velocity
We the key in this nepali rap society
Fuck Spiritual, fuck 20 Al bone
Trust me you'll hear Spiritual moan and groan
When I fuck her clit, when I suck her tits
And listen to her scream when I slit her writs
20 Al bone ain't got nothing to spit for,
Your dry as fuck,
We split'in this fag up, from his vertebra to his gut
We don't get down with homies who like it up the butt
So shut the fuck up!
Your skills are below minimal,
Our rhymes are bustin this faggots skull,
Your audio quality is shit,
Xcon and Spawn, convicting on this so- called convicts,
We come from a complex context,
Down in the projects with our aspects of insanity
Takin Bishals and Spiritual sanity
[Talk]
Yea..
Time to do one more verse for these pricks...
You wanna mess with us?
Mess with this....
[Verse 3: Spawn]
you both make the wackest, wannabe blackest duo ever
to sum it up, the chances of you beatin us are never
cause me and X are too clever, never sweat,
you aint endeavour lyricists
however, your lyrics doesnt make any sense
whatever, you say, what's "shut up" gonna do
Spiritual, think of what you're saying before you pursue
every line you threw was untrue, you guys are just debut
clowns that bounce around from this crew to that crew
we dont give a shit if you frown, if that gives you a clue
now shut the fuck up till you accrue that rap crown, you two
pricks tryin to get us pissed, your lyrics whizzed pass us like piss
and every shot we take, we dont miss while you tripped on every trip
to the basket
say "Hi" to your casket cause you just got your ass kicked with no questions asked
if and or buts, lift hands from dust, your pants to guts
you suck, and now get buried like neanderthals
no balls do you got, Spiritual's probably got a cock
you two got the worst rappers name on lock
enough of these scary thoughts...
20 and spiritual should be married, by talk
wackest rapping couple in the whole century
[Spawn]
One more time Xcon,
show em how its done....
[Xcon]
Yo, lets bust these faggats up..
[Verse 4: Xcon]
You can't talk your way out of this one, son
Cause this war has already begun
You shoul
