Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gorilla Warfare, artist - Kong
Date of issue: 16.04.2007
Song language: English
Gorilla Warfare |
«Gorilla warfare» — Sample from |
«We bring drama of the worst kind to enemies» — Sample from Prodigy — «Shook |
Ones» |
«Gorilla warfare» — Sample from |
«Your first time will be your last Earth memories» — Sample from Prodigy — |
«Shook Ones» |
«Gorilla warfare» — Sample from |
Shorty on the scene, only nineteen |
Taking mad green. |
Cash, cash, cash rules |
Cash Rules Everything Around Me—C.R.E.A.M.—give me |
The money before I have to kill y’all for real, y’all |
Could rob every man in the Million Man March and have a mill, y’all |
Hard as steel wall, badass, born dreamer, hard |
Rap, carjacked that nigga in a black Beemer |
Me and my black friends stack MAC-10's, we got |
The black fiend—what now? |
Let’s get that black Benz |
The old NY G on MTV and BET, black |
Sneakers, black jeans, black leather, black discus |
When I was I’d rise in on Christmas, nigga |
Blunt, check it out: nigga, get left to the mouth |
Stressed-out shit, damn, trying to let my stress out |
So who’s going to be the motherfucker to suffer? |
busting shots and busting rubbers in your mothers |
Motherfuckers |
Spit blaze like the backward, tackle a pterodactyl |
Shackle your facul', got at your Adam’s apple |
I establish a chapel that will cross the friend and pen that |
Slanted eyes for granted, battling planets. |
Who wants to |
Battle? |
I’ll conquer foul, swamp a child, romp around |
plot and squeeze—blao from the Monsta Isle |
With the baddest trigger, baddest nigga, whoever status is |
Bigger, Slash trade blocks like an action figure |
The poorest, you suppose, flip a foe’s nose like |
Moses, rose shows with the Slash scoliocus, hocus |
Pocus, booth Keyser, supersizer |
Thug entire attire, designated drunken drivers |
Stagger apart, niggas is weeded, talk defeated |
Bleeding, become retreaters from the burner-breathers, but if |
You spit shit, you hit, vocal styles oversay |
One verse or one Slash from Kong, it’s over with |
«We bring drama of the worst kind to enemies» — Sample from Prodigy — «Shook |
Ones» |
«Gorilla warfare» — Sample from |
«Your first time will be your last Earth memories» — Sample from Prodigy — |
«Shook Ones» |
«Gorilla warfare» — Sample from |
Watch this, let me rock this |
My style is wild as the foulest on Harlem streets that’ll charge for dollars |
The wisest advice is the mind is calm as God is beside us |
Regardless, my only job is controlling doldiers |
My dream for leather queens, supreme team soldiers' TEC out |
suck my dick, roll over, lick the crack out |
Hold the bolder shoulder, holster blow your back out, took |
Some crack out my stash house—now what’s that all about? |
Bust a gat, onto the back route. |
Shit you rap about is like |
A faggot knocking Shaq out, faggot knocking Shaq out |
Trying to see what I’m already seeking. |
Petty thinking |
Leads to heavy drinking, you’re steady sinking. |
I got |
You heavy-breathing, I see you steady peeping, so I’ll |
Be ready when you’re creeping, machete steady leaking |
Red dots that keep ‘em ridge, hot lead sent |
To dreads, your man laid you while I played you |
The slug went straight through, you prayed to God to save you. |
I laid through |
Surgery, twenty-two staples to my navel, «Nothing |
To Lose» tattooed around my gun wound, shorty’s live without |
The .45, I’ll kiss you before we die—muah |
Blao, blao! |
Look at niggas run—yo, fuck that |
Buck back, tough cat. |
You rugrat, where your thugs |
At? |
What’s that? |
Once Slash testing heat |
Doomsday, baby. |
We got burners for that western beef |
Stress defeat? |
Who knows, son? |
I might miss you, put some of this |
Lead in your ass, nigga, could turn you over and write with you |
The spice break me from my aura, my aura mold is |
Enormous, or I couldn’t find a better semi auto. |
Fuck |
Biting tongue. |
I’ll chew blades in two ways, shoot |
Your soufflé or toupée like touché, pull |
Sleeves back, born to spit, run the streets, fort licking |
Off, niggas is quote-soap-unquote, dope choke |
You’re soaked in that red shit, bullets embedded |
Unleaded will set it. |
Who said it? |
Kong |
Three-headed, the squad’s iller. |
Rodan |
X-Ray and Megalon to MeccaGodZilla |
The nigga might flip, cook the gas out where the lights |
—too late. |
Feet all blacked out, took the back |
Route ‘til the cat’s out and blew his back out. |
Back |
Down, snap the crack out and letting caps out |
«We bring drama of the worst kind to enemies» — Sample from Prodigy — «Shook |
Ones» |
«Gorilla warfare» — Sample from |
«Your first time will be your last Earth memories» — Sample from Prodigy — |
«Shook Ones» |
«Gorilla warfare» — Sample from |