Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Annihilation, artist - Black Moon. Album song War Zone Revisited, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.11.2005
Record label: Duck Down
Song language: English
Annihilation |
| Yo it’s on it again |
| I got muthafuckin 5 footer, I got Teflon, I got M.O.P |
| I got Mr. Walt with the funky beat |
| Yeah, niggas can’t make no muthafuckin noise |
| Yea yeah |
| Bring it on |
| Now strap on your seatbelt, get ready for blast off |
| We on the crash course, mission from the moon |
| Fuck a passport, I’m intergalactic |
| Get thru this bent and gin for my him, and then bury the hatchet |
| Fuck it, no games, stuck with Tefluck, 5, Billy & Fame |
| Recognize the muthafuckin name |
| All hail the muthafuckin, Tefluck to So So Def |
| Nigga to ever escape from Sony |
| Alive, recognize I’m with 5, I get live on stage |
| Roamin a 4 Alarm Blaze to get mine |
| All day to Broadway |
| Freak the foreplay |
| More catchy than poison ivy |
| So if ya wanna get involved with some gangsta shit |
| Then step lively |
| For real, still a ill real real |
| We kill to the fuckin House of Kill niggas |
| Head on collision, crash got the social in the smash |
| Like the sanitation apartment we get rid of the trash |
| 5, Teflon, Fame, Billy Danze got the crowd jumpin out of the stands |
| Like rock bands |
| Goin to war, with heavy artillery, nobodies killin me |
| Twenty one gun salute, now you feelin me |
| Applayin the pressure, add a squeeze on the trigger |
| Rest in piece to Bloody Red, my nigga |
| When Brooklyn’s in the house |
| It’s time to shut 'em down |
| Let worldwide catastrophe, just happenin now |
| Reality, fillin the tragedies of apocalyptic casualties |
| Side to side with First Family, hot to the death |
| Gaspin for your last breath |
| It’s critical conditions when the microphone is blessed |
| «That's right» |
| Chorus: 5 Ft. |
| Any attempts of violation |
| {And we vow to eliminate these habits |
| And the best is to eliminate these faggots} |
| hell raisin Berkowitz |
| To your click this whole clip |
| Chose the right soldier to roll wit, and roll thick |
| and we take no shit |
| Puma hold me down, «that's right», that old bitch |
| Rip rounds from pounds and clowns that tips |
| in this Family we earn ours |
| Flexin, rolexxin your lesson step thru turn styles |
| And learn vows, if ya slump, get wild form |
| 5 is a good man, and I flouse for him |
| Billy’s blowin torches at innocent bistanders on porches |
| So be cautious, ofcourse it’s a war |
| Goin all out side, and my family refuse to hide |
| Till I die |
| Aiyo I’m on another mission |
| But yet, it’s the same condition |
| When I kidnap ya ass, it’ll be a rap dude missin |
| First Family, we all compatible, with the same game |
| With the same aim, to splatter you |
| We happen to be, them fly niggas |
| Move with the 5 Footer, here come dunn-dunn |
| Move in on them with the rough cats |
| Let me ask them bitch ass niggas a question |
| What make you think that I won’t ride and dump this thing on you |
| Rain on you, word on the street is they say I’m thru |
| But you got rocked, blood stain on you |
| Nuttin left to do, I jump to my dammer |
| He trip me, so I empty my hammer |
| Brought him into my slaughterhouse, and I brought about |
| 8 dub dubs, to straight roll on em, for life |
| Outro: |
| Yeah, yeah, hah |
| Teflon, 5, M.O.P. |
| Fam Billy Danze |
| Here to annihilate on this annihilated track |
| Yeah, bringin it back |
| Droppin the bomb on the whole wideworld, yeah |