Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Wolf, artist - Ill Bill. Album song The Best of Jedi Mind Tricks, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
The Wolf |
It’s comin', it’s comin' |
You wear a gun, the beast 'til the end that is This is the twilight winter |
I am ready to be her son |
It’s now, I will RISE to her side! |
I don’t need the words, I’m beyond |
Keep it homie this is a gangsta party |
Bullet proof glass for Robbie |
Die sorry by the hand of vampires and zombies |
Fire bombin’suicide army God’s inside me Ride 'til I motherfuckin’die high on canarcy |
Unfocusable, 'xplodin smokin toast to ya vultures |
Soldiers in haemoglobin words of evil spoken invokin' |
Volcanoes evoked, these veterans are very violent |
Non Phixion Jedi Mind Tricks a deadly virus |
I could just go live no love |
I read Kaballah on drugs |
Gun in my wig gettin’my dick sucked |
Bitches spit and cum on each others clits for kicks |
Cocaine tits degenerates smother ya shit |
Another day in paradise, surrounded by bloodsuckers and parasites |
Gettin’in shoot outs for Amorites |
Leave ya block flooded wid blood this hard find I promised |
Eat shit suck fuck kill and die honest |
The big bad fearless wolf |
I’m the end of the world |
Wearing the flesh of fallen angels |
I’ve scanned the reality |
I see it, the corruption of flesh |
And blood to you all! |
Call me the rap Che Guerera |
Loungin’in the black grave’s terror |
I lace tracks wid terror forever smellin’death |
Reoccurrin’like the hands of burnin’flesh |
Must be the spirit of Koresh that keep me turnin’in the bed |
Troopers hoverin', you’ll be sufferin’crews be buggin' |
When they rather shoot they brother than abuse the government |
Our crews make compliments from writin’darkness |
When we spark this the hardest part is when Gods is dealing with fake artists, I face charges for speakin’my piece |
Unleash the beast after nine eleven still got beef wid police |
Streets’a warzone we more prone to violence and greed |
No voice leaves no choice they tryna silence the seeds |
Time is when will you get yours, stop relyin’on me |
I’m firin’wid speed so before you dyin’you’ll bleed |
This is a war call I warn y’all stay up 'fore you’re held |
Or get fucked up cut up ya wrist and kill yaself |
The flesh of fallen angels come to me all! |
A secret, living on by the skin of reality |
I am the wolf!, 'til the end |
I don’t need the words, I’m the beyond the words |
These streets is Vietnam |
I’m like Jesus tryna complete a song |
I believe in Islam heathens can bleed 'til they gone |
It’s on, anyone can get hit |
Anyone can get the centre of their energy split |
My enemies fit, to face Palestine |
You bitch rappers only got heart on Valentine’s |
And all ah y’all that wanna know how my metal feel |
It gets settled in the temple when my baretta kill |
My pen bleeds the ink y’all spill |
But y’all still seem to think y’all real |
Jedi Mind real put the nine to ya grill |
We spit real, and y’all run for the hills |
I stab you in the back 'til it weakens the knees |
Then smash you wid a statue of Jesus that bleeds |
I’ve tasted the devil’s green blood |
It runs in my veins |
I’ve seen beyond the world |
The architecture of blood and bone marrow |
Death is coming! |
I have tasted the flesh of fallen angels |
I am the wolf yes!, I am the wolf! |