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The Warpath
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haha just listen to it bi***
djinn unsound nefas 2 weeks underground dekrepit rotten corpse clique dj keyahi the awakening the battle for earth im a terrorist street corner death deale
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Hip/Hop, Battle Raps, Underground, Demons, Hell, Karma
I am Nefas There's Nothing much more to say I've been here and there.
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Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #13,139
Peak in subgenre #2,165
Author
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Rights
2007
Uploaded
January 15, 2007
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MP3 2.4 MB 128 kbps 2:36
Story behind the song
think about it and tell me if it makes fucking sense
Lyrics
get fucked up and hear the voice like a bell struck listen you have no choice squeezin triggers the gun hammer pulls back powder burns while the bullet flies and cracks thru your skull and invades your brain blood pourin out the hole in ya membrane arise from death and do my bidding maim rape slaughter this is just the beginning listen to your conscience and find another to hunt down like that pussy ass mother fucker he's chillin and slippin over at his favorite bar smash the window and slash the tires of his car as he comes out blitzed and incoherant clutch a knife cut into his lungs feel it tearing labored breathing refuse to spare him watch his life pass before your eyez then disappear into the nights sky march down the warpath with you crew listen to your conscience it knows the truth move thru the shadows until the sunrise enemies are falling meeting demise don't stop to breathe or let alone think attack muh fuckers thru the darkness when they blink get the drop on em make them pray if they run plug them no one gets away 6 feet underground their body decays families crying while the sky turns grey best bet is to hide as eyelids open, chest threats you abide by or goodbye in dirt his bloods soakin speeding in his car tires blown from a spike strip swerving back & forth careful you might flip put ya lead foot down & pound the last fifth with one hand on the wheel drinkin wit a quickness the impreza pushin 110 in a business district not watchin the road as ya sip tha last of tha liquid crossed the median and get hit mid swig as your close your eyes i say this is it......
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