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Killarmy
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Blood for Blood
chorus: Blood for Blood without rewards
a bullet hears my true love sign
in lifes young dreams to all
Blood for blood
Blood for Blood without rewards
(Dom PaChino)
Deep in the hot sands of Savannah, stands a rhymin highlander,
Mental expander with all the propaganda
You in a contest, on his conquest
lies a rap voyager, articla lyricist
Lyrics are Delhi like asbestis
You get cardiac arrested by the specialist
Commando with no encore, sore like a bald eagle
to this world full of evil
a shields of forcefield, transparent like Dear Parks spring water
tracks are trench slaughter like a chainsaw massacre
an ancient warrior trapped in Castlevania
One more way to explain is anger
(Shogun Assason)
To all my universal soldiers stay at attention
while I strategize an invasion, the mission be assasination
snipers hittin car casins with semi-automatic shots heard around the world
My part is to control the globe and hold the world hostage
and my fingertips with tight grips like Atlas
See I got a warplan more deadlier than Hitler
It was all written down in ancient scriptures
Chorus: a bullet hears my true love sign
in lifes young dreams to all
Blood for Blood
Blood for Blood without rewards
a bullet hears my true love sign
in lifes young dreams to all
Blood for blood
(9th Prince)
Yo, a re-genesis, a speak lyricist, X-ray visionist
lyrical specialist under world terrorist
my razorblade custom sharpness
sharpin the sword n re-killed by the lord
the last platoon set up a camp fire on the moon
Be built of a will, illuminate soon
all my soldiers train with eagle claws
first to three of military laws
we create a massacre like Texas chainsaw
blood for blood keep the unity thick like mud
Killarmy attack n pell of fighters
Deadly control of Lone Rangers, soap a sky blackness
Squadron ally bombers like Hitler and the battle of Britain
analyse my vision then join my collision
which is a war conviction, militant chamber thats headin
Chorus: my true love sign
in lifes young dreams to all
blood for blood
blood for blood
(Beretta 9)
Yo, check the convoy is parachutes diploid
a squadron of arment Killarms garment, its sexist
surrender yo shows n yo weapons
force the section pass the ammonition
shit is deep as I walk into danger
blowin up spots with bad times n anger
outlaws dipped to black for T-cap
with more force to loot
I bomb beyond the strike back
the Army, seven man deep, back to back
I pullin out gats, lounchin deadly attacks
I be goin to war, unheard n unseen
awakin from yo dreams, puck gunshots n screams
dont got time for the snitchers, leave em count their stitches
make em take a fall in the bloody ditches
Beretta 9 givin it raw, blood for blood
now weve gathered all at war
Chorus: why, blood for blood
blood for blood without rewards
a bullet hears my true love sign
in lifes young dreams to all
blood for blood
blood for blood without rewards
a bullet hears my true love sign
in lifes young dreams to all
blood for blood
blood for blood without rewards
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