Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Conquer, artist - ABK. Album song Psychopathics from Outer Space Part 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.12.2003
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Conquer |
| I come flying out the sky on a jet surfboard |
| Shooting people with a laser gun, four points scored |
| I’m outlawed like al Qaeda |
| I bomb like jetfighters |
| I VILLY ON ME A SLEAZE |
| Superly set worlds on fire |
| And this earth shit is next, and I’m burning it down |
| When I look around, it ain’t no fucking heroes in town |
| I don’t work for that Devil shit |
| We kicked him out of Hell |
| We overthrew him, stabbed him with a cross |
| And cut off his tail |
| And so it’s ours, we freed everybody |
| Now it’s an army |
| Rotted bones or not, they headed back to they bodies |
| They coming out the graves |
| I do the splits like Prince |
| And shoot rattlesnakes out my fucking fingertips |
| I make the sky red with cracks in it |
| Give me a minute |
| Stand on top of the tallest building in the city |
| Like I did it, I’m a Soopa Villain |
| I got the whole world in my palm |
| I’m about to bite it, fucking eat it til it’s gone |
| Call your loved ones |
| You’re world |
| (Right here) |
| We’ll conquer |
| (Be scared) |
| Dark powers |
| (Voodoo wicked with the black magic staff) |
| No heroes |
| (Anywhere) |
| To stop us |
| (No care) |
| It’s ours |
| (Once we take it we ain’t giving it back) |
| The mighty flowa' |
| I cock the hammer like the mighty Tho. |
| or |
| This games ova' |
| I took down your high scora' |
| Lyrical dictator like Fidel Castro |
| Quick to blast four more po-po then the time before |
| Soopa Villain make a killing |
| Multi-killionaire, pealing |
| Banana skins back, lear jet black |
| Take off, touchdown on a remote air strip |
| Hundred round clips, laser beam, Uzi bitch |
| Turbo chips and all whips |
| Got a monster grip on the planet |
| This madness you can’t understand it |
| Its harder then granite |
| To take over the world exactly how I planned it |
| The coach who told the quarterback the play and he ran it |
| Touchdown, 7, the mack 11 sprayed 7 |
| And jam, but still I got enough explosives in the place to blam |
| With the matrix in your face |
| Here we go once again |
| Trying to take over the world with the Soopa Villains |
| This ain’t your land bitch, it’s ours, so I guess we taking over |
| Pistol packing, gun clapping, making warm bodies colder |
| Look over your shoulder, can you see my face? |
| Is there somewhere else you’d rather be then up in this place? |
| Well you can’t, so just face it |
| The world’s about to change |
| Go to sleep and pray to God that you wake up again |
| Do you see the sun light slowly fade away? |
| Day after day you erase your pain |
| Ain’t it super that these villains are finally taking over? |
| As these haters keep on hating all these real ones ask for more |
| Ain’t it silly that every time I light up a Philly |
| Everything I never understood becomes more clearly? |
| If you can’t you need to smoke, look at the Earth from a distance |
| Take a big fucking hit for every time that you witness |
| Some fucking heartache and pain, going through hard times |
| A mothafucka just like me about to take what’s mine |
| We taking over |