Under Siege

Tonight you pukes will sleep with your rifles.. You're married to this piece, this weapon of iron and wood.. And you will be faithful!. . This is my rifle.

My Phone

You aint talkin bout money get the fuck up off my phone. if you aint sold a hundred thow you aint flip no zones. If that bitch aint bout her cash man more money on the stroll.

Hangover Love

I had a girl in Kansas City. I had one girl in Tupelo. She had blonde hair and she was pretty. I shot her in Ohio. . I had a girl in San Francisco. I had a bad girl in Mexico.

The Shoot Out

{movie sample, unknown man}. . For some warriors, the answer is crystalised in an instant, their. Instincts point them only one way. the truth becomes undeniable, and.

Money Bitches Drugs

Money bitches drugs you know I got them scales. I be riding around my city man Im trying to make them sales. Money bitches drugs I was raised around them thugs.

The Cook Out

Intro: dom pachino, (killa sin). . The cook out, yo, everybody's invited. Only the righteous shit. (only the righteousness, open the bowl kid). The God degree (nothing but righteousness).

Fuzz & Shake

Shake, I wanna shake your brain. Shake, your Fear's in your veins. . Fly, fly like a burning car. Shake, my name is Silver star. You, you're sugar of my fear.

Swinging Swords

<chorus>. . These rhythms can't deface me. Hot rhythms stimulate me. Can't help but swing it boy. Swing it brother swing. Don't stop the beat that's. Slapped this foolish brat.

The Grind

Drug Me

Yeee. Drug me, baby, now. Yeee. Come on, your love is real. . Yeee. Drug me, brother, now. Yeee. Your life is bloody real. . Yeee. Drug me, father, now.

Shelter

We gon do it like this, do it like this, word. Check it out yo, yo, yo. . Chorus: (2x). Through difficult times it's hard to maintain. Lookin for the shelter that blocks out the rain.

Serving Justice

Chorus: p.r. terrorist (9th prince). . Yo yo, y'all niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang publish. (y'all niggas try to dub this the gods serving justice). Yall niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang publish.

Don't Let Me Fade Away

Honey, you run away. Why do you run away?. hmm hide your gun,. hmm who's you mum?. I'm your girlfriend. . Honey, you run away. Why do you run away?. hmm hide your gun,.

Seems It Never Fails

[chorus]. It seems it never fail (x3). That the devils got niggaz domes locked in hell. So return to the darkside. Snakes are the niggaz that stares you in the eyes.

Red Dawn

[ p.r. terrorist ]. Skuffed up guns, toss the filthy heat then run. Dirty weaponry fill my clip with rusty dum dums. It hardly worked right, when I bust it hardly jerked right.

Pain

Intro:. . "you feel some pain, but I'm known, you can't here me". "get out of my head" *gun shot*. . What, ("you feel some pain.."). It's like this, what, what.

Murder Venue

Chorus: islord 2x. . Aiyyo, everything is real like blue steel. Being pulled out at sold out concert. Niggaz and bitches going berserk. . Everything is real like blue steel.

Love, Hell Or Right

Word (yo three joints youknowi'msayin? ). The God existed way before that (word). Not tonight man. Number one niggas put a lot of energy into this shit man (yup).

Last Poet

Intro: p.r. terrorist. . Just enter the 3rd world. Clear lines of communication. Understanding, all things must be seen clearly. For what they are not what they appear to be.

Lady Sing The Blues

KILLARMY - LADY SINGS THE BLUES LYRICS. . [sung]. Please lift us up where we belong. All this time we're holdin on. Lift us up where we belong. 'cause life takes over like a spawn.