hyndz, awsome, rap, hip hop.
It's Hyndz. That's all that matters.
Lyrics
I dont beleive we can create peace on the streets,
Speak what I see, people bleed and scream at the defeat of desease//
People bein' slaughtered, why bother to stop it? Its on when I'm talkin',
about these random fathers fuckin' their daughters..//
You know we're goin' with bats, it's morbid, you know its a fact,
all these hoes and average joes overdosin' on crack//
Theres more to it then that, from this rhymin' boar on this beat,
it seems it doesn't matter how many die to fight the war in the East//
I feel sorry for the Americans... Their presidents feeble,
Doin' anything to survive, just like Resident Evil//
I'm a savage when attackin' with raps,
Still mournin' the sadness of lackin' a Dad//
End up stabbin' the man, and whackin' his fam,
Cut his Adams Apple like lunch, and start laughin' at him//
Its hard to repeat this awfully sweet peice talking on beats,
generate a flow as soon as I get off of these streets//
So many ways to hate this crazy place,
Start wreckin' the wretched with a flaming razor blade//
I'm a raw swordsman, rape ya mom, take the gun,
then ya'll know when its all over for this Dark Soldier..// -x2
