| Grab guns, soldier fatigues, black rosary beads
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| Black candles held in many prayers are under my breath
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| Spread death to the snake tight
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| Snappin' cobras all around me
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| Talkin' to my coffin, I’m ridin' till they see my brake lights
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| Y’all must hate life, love death
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| I suggest a blood fest
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| Let the slugs open the thug’s chest
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| I do an autopsy on your body
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| Makin' incision wit the slug from the sawed-off shotty
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| Blood splashin' the white walls make you look sloppy
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| You got the drop on me, I go kamikaze
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| All hail Priest the Great
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| I’m back to eatin' steak and cleanin' the plate
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| Any beef y’all wanna grill, fried or baked
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| Crabs in the bucket, I add the onion
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| Powder, makin' chowder, wit the old bane
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| Let the water broil till it souffl
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| Whoeva claim king I’m slayin'
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| Assassinator, I’m grabbin'
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| Juxin', slashin' till they gaggin'
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| Head in some plastic, nails on the plague pit
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| Fuck king, I’d rather be a killer
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| Achilles, Philly’s, no one’s realer
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| «Deadly warfare, blood-thirsty»
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| «Devil smirks I grab a gun and blow off his grin»
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| «Gotta hunger for the mic»
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| «Here's a lesson from God, show 'em how we rode hard»
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| The grippin' tale of the killer’s hell
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| Will he prevail? |
| Oh well
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| Stakes around his building where his enemy’s impaled
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| He crossed the path of black dolls
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| Black dolls wit scary eyes oh Mary cries
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| Black blood you slip, try to stand, fall back in the tub
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| Crack your skull on the metal forces
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| Bones and crosses, gray skeleton tones ridin' horses
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| Aren’t you tired of flossin'?
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| My losses can’t amount to my mom’s fortune
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| So go’head Knight me, like I’m King Arthur
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| For freedom, I do it like Leonidas did for Sparta
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| The 300 of G Ciples, squeeze rifles
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| Take on enemies and rivals
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| Who want it? |
| Sound the trumpet
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| Aim for the chest, neck and the stomach
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| Death is comin', the art of seduction
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| You honor my thuggin', my palms are destruction
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| My Psalms are instruction
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| Basic Before Leaving Earth
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| I’m at the grave-ship when I’m meetin' work
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| The AK kick, leave 'em search
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| Demons burst from hell, Priest prevail |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Warfare, artist - Killah Priest. Album song The Exorcist, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп