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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,268
Peak in subgenre #28
Author
War God
Rights
yeahdamnright
Uploaded
April 20, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.0 MB • 128 kbps • 2:36
Story behind the song
Well i found 2 minutes of the Guerilla Monsoon beat then adept wanted to use it against wulfie....so i just added my 2 minutes to make the track around 4 minutes
Lyrics
I'll Add Adepts in later on today!
i'tear tracks up like mitsubishi's smoking on trees when im drunk A phsycotic species
jackin bitches up for there braclets, chains and chinchilla
blood spilla urban guerilla killah the rap game godzilla
War God they all the fear the name cuz it doesn't get no realLa
I got tha dope shit like bodega man i'm mega
i paint picture's with verbal dart'z make the description
writing an intellegent encryption like egyptian
I'm darker then night times when I write Rhymes
i addict u like white lines
I eat ice and spit fire to ignite minds
bring so much heat the sun could explode
anthor bitch hit in the face with a gun epidsode
they had no chance to run or lock and load
Im better then you because they say so
If spitting rhymes is a game then I'd play pro
some of these cheap scripts ive been hearing lately aint worth a peso
don't be a silly hoe or ill let the nine milly blow really though
my flow Transform into a nuklear warm Snow Storm
i drop hot napalm like a uncle tom in vietman when I bomb
im so calm got the genrals mom eating out of palm
catch it live on pay per view or at www. suck my mother fucking dick dot com
Ive had it
I now I act erratic, son, these Other rappers getting too melodramatic
my Lyrics is Dogmatic I got more weapons in my arsenal then a gun fanatic
The shotti's automatic I flip like acrobatic if anybody's got static
Enemies better turn diplomatic
because im telling you i got bodies in the attic
It's not a Commiting a WarCrime im not giving opponets no more time
Im laying these kings brains out like 4 of a kind
I can bend spoons with my mind
other MC'z chasing me are falling behind
Like blind leading the Blind
i left you in the dark and im hard to find
This weed make me do circles around you like I speed Skate
i breed Hate walk the Earth like I need Weight
Eat my plate and double the Crime Rate at tha same time I bust a nine and thirty eight
I show no hospitality Ill causally make you casuality
If you try to fight me you might die tonight g'
I can get louder drive by your house and spit lead and Gunpowder
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