For The Army Featuring Lyric King
Produced By Track Bangas, 1st Verse Is Lyric King, Hook,2nd And 3rd Verse Is SNeakyness(Me)...Some sh*** Right Here U Could Knod Ya Head Too........MAJOR GOOD LOOKIN FOR MY BOY KING GETTIN ON THIS PEEP HIS sh*** YALL! www.soundclick.com/lyricistking
Sneakyness Aka Lyrical Assasin
Whats Good?....Ya Boy Sneakyness Reppin Connectcut To The Fullest....East Coast Hip Hop All Day, One Of The Upcoming MC's Proving That We're Coming Back....Listen To The Music Yall...1
Lyrics
Kings Verse
Hook: 2X
We In The Army, Tryin To Live Out A Dream//
We Starvin, Thats Why We Be Packin Heat//
We Work Hard, With Our Blood, Sweat And Tears//
We Praze God, So We Dont Get No More Fears//
I Aint Talkin Bout Drivin When I Say Im Crusin//
A Big Boned Cat, Goes In And Starts Bruisin//
All I Wanna Do Is, Is Blow Up The Movement//
Start Stackin My Paper, No Thoughts About Losin//
Im Movin, Up Top, My Raps Blowin Up Sheets//
I Even Got Nerds Sayin, Man Ur Shits Neat//
All I Do Is Snap, To Get Bitches In They Seat//
For Real, My Musics Gettin Obease In These Streets//
Givin My Fam Hope, That I'll Finna Get Signed//
My Sight Being Locked, Like A New Aged Blind//
My Flows A Volcano Waiting To Erupt//
Ya Fucked, If Ya Wanna Battle Me And Duck//
Its Luck? Not My Fault Ya Ass Is Stuck//
Inside Ya Moms Crib Actin Like Ur Blowin Up//
Im On That Pimpin Shit, Ride Through Laid Back//
I Need Heads To LIsten And Bump ASAP//
Until Then I Suggest U Fags Stay Strapped//
Jonny Boys Comin Through, To Make Ya Whole Style Flat//
My Dreams To Be Killa, Makin Hits Like Thriller//
And Be On Top Till I Drop Just Like J-Dilla//
Hook: 2X
We In The Army, Tryin To Live Out A Dream//
We Starvin, Thats Why We Be Packin Heat//
We Work Hard, With Our Blood, Sweat And Tears//
We Praze God, So We Dont Get No More Fears//
We Strugglin, Mad Heads Just Skip Our Tracks//
Even Tho All We Speak Is Fluid Facts//
Yall Feelin Our Songs, But We Try To Attract//
All The Lonley People Who Dont Put On Acts//
Just Go Out, Knowin They'll Never Get Bling//
We Have To Be Honest, Thats Why I Got King//
On This Fuckin Track, To Prove Haters Wrong//
Showin U That Our Shits Tight, Like Thongs//
For Real, I Feel Every Minute That I Speak//
That My Soul Is Becoming The Opposite Of Weak//
Sneaky And King We A Lyrical Mob//
Heads Give Us Dap, Cuz We Aint Weird Like Saabs// What Up Phil
We Make Cake Off This Piff,Not Enough To Make Us Happy//
Classy, But Our Style Aint As Sharp As Class Be//
Flashy, Im Comin Up Like Dicks During A Flash B//
Dreamin Of Dudes Dying For Our Music, Like Crack Fiends//
Honestly, When We Spit Our Shits To Real//
Havin Heads Losin They Breath, Like Football Drills//
Its To Much To Say, That The World Makes My Heart Kill//
All U Fags Will Pay, If Ya Think Blowin Is A Thrill//
