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Killarmy

Genres: Hip-Hop

Swinging Swords Lyrics - Killarmy

 

 

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 

Come on swing me boys 

Swing it brother swing 

 

<9th prince-over chorus> 

 

Word up, let's take 'em to war, son 

Show 'em how it should be done 

It's real god 

Yeah, yeah 

Stimulate the brain cells 

Check it, check it 

 

<9th prince> 

 

Yo killarmy bounty killers 

Industry kid shivers 

Shells up through your liver 

Dead corp float the rivers 

Murderous style is superior from shaolin to nigeria 

Stalking through the monitor 

With the wisdom for dynamical fessor (? ) 

Lyrical kid in processor 

Nat turner was my militant ancestor 

I capture your mind put in isolation 

Control the soul automation 

Victims became mechanical slaves again 

Read the east coast historian 

As you oppose this 

Your walking dead soldiers can't get close to this 

I be splitting shit like moses 

Then celebrate with guns 'n roses 

I turn soundtracks into startracks 

My tongue is symbolic to an axe 

I used to be caught up in the world of mad max 

Now come against the consequence of the 9th prince 

I sit upon my throne and chop off domes 

Then send them home to your peoples 

So they can sew 'em 

 

 

 

 

 

Thoughts I generate like high forms of energy 

My brain's energetic 

Ultramagnetic synthetic 

Burn like oil 

High octane let it drain upon the shaolin soil 

You get trapped inside my rap coils 

Like my phalanges rip the microphone 

When I recite a war poem 

It's writen in my soldier's log 

It's a killarmy espionage 

Puerto rican mobster in camouflage 

Perform at the mirage my entourage 

Get the ticket through telecharge as I massage lyrics get enlarged 

Grenade particles rip through your fatigue articles 

You flee for shelter 

My tre pound rounds'll melt you 

Like camouflage vinyl in the force of delta 

 

 

 

 

 

What, what, one time 

Come on, swing it 

Bring it, what 

Killarm, yeah, swing it 

The gods gonna bring it 

Real, what 

 

 

 

Yo, yo 

You either get down shut the fuck up or catch an uppercut 

Rough enough to muffle up your jaw when we knuckle up 

Knuckle what? bacardi hit me harder than you 

You crash dummies show respect when the gods is coming through 

Eyes swollen up the size of coconuts 

Your body folding up 

Allah the soldier struck and through the cut I walk and hold you up 

Sit back hang from your hip like loose kani's 

Try to flip it on the strength of your wis' and let you slide 

Savage eighty five trying to test sides 

True we're living thirty two shots 

We're sending a rocket to your prison 

Caught you bubbling 

Like a cold sore the money coming in 

Juggling the church and street life you got me wonderng and catch 'em 

I let allah bless 'em 

That's the question 

You dealing with a madman's profession 

So choose your weapon 

 

 

 

Word up, killarmy 

Taking y'all to another war ground 

Hold down the battlefield, word up 

Shout outs to all my universal soldiers 

Killarmy, word up 

Deep space 9, the clan, word up 

Sunz of man 

My nigga high style, word up 

To all the soldiers in all the fifty two planets 

New york, ohio 

Philadelphia, word up 

My anna locked down atlanta, for real 

Little rock, miami 

Pittsburgh, word up 

Washington d.c., upstate for real 

To all my juvenile niggas that's locked up in tober center 

Word up, ryker's island 

Peace to big queen (? ) and supreme 

Word up the God and general wise 

General wah 

Word up to the last soldiers 

My nigga islord still locked down in the jungle, son 

Word up keep your sword up son, killarmy gonna represent this shit, son 

Word up, peace 

Get out of here 

Peace