Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Constantly Armed , by - Napoleon Da Legend. Release date: 13.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Constantly Armed |
| Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm |
| I’m trapped in the storm and fuck the world 'til I’m gone |
| And then it’s on, before I leave, picture me |
| I’m spittin' at punk bitches and hustlin' to be free |
| Watch me set it, niggas don’t want it, you can get it |
| Bet it make these jealous niggas mad I said it |
| This that heat nigga |
| Primadonna moniker Britannica philosopher |
| I’m shakra’ed peace to 2Pac my reach is popular |
| We lock it up 2018 we gon recycle em |
| You ain’t eating ya proper vitamins ya engine idling |
| Ya top 10 is garbage you might as well just writing em in |
| Rumors say that’s Po’s polite you ain’t seen that side of em |
| Had to cut the toxic out Dennis Rodman box em out |
| Projects I knock em out give you something to talk about |
| Am I mumbling clearly enough for all dumb fucks? |
| Nun-chucks bash ya chest in and now ya lungs stuck |
| Gun butt early on the come up when the sun up |
| Run up on son that’s a make over you get done up |
| Remarkable king don’t argue a thing my armor big and I’m |
| Claiming what’s mine in the world like I’m a Obama’s kid |
| I’m not just saying it I promise it reload the bullets |
| Make sure the clip is full like mamas fridge |
| Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm |
| I’m trapped in the storm and fuck the world 'til I’m gone |
| And then it’s on, before I leave, picture me |
| I’m spittin' at punk bitches and hustlin' to be free |
| Watch me set it, niggas don’t want it, you can get it |
| Bet it make these jealous niggas mad I said it |
| Titanic fly bandit make ya body die from damage |
| Eating fried salmon using weaknesses to my advantage |
| Wild manic make the crowd panic ya crew morale famished |
| Bomb ya car make ya Uber ride vanish |
| Sly manner like Gambit I shuffle decks nonetheless |
| My posse double X and yes thats a subtle threat |
| Paint my rebuttal red you bubble head |
| Got yourself a couple dreads now you |
| Think you can spar to ya sudden death? |
| This is gutter my bread and butter you know the leg |
| Can never sleep on my shit kid this is not a bed |
| I’m stand offish I don’t stand with the man in office |
| Motivated by the energy that makes planet orbit |
| Or abandoned orphan they tried but they can’t deport him |
| God my only engineer I can’t let a man record em |
| I’m like the transporter |
| This rap game is money hungry and you can’t afford her |
| Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm |
| I’m trapped in the storm and fuck the world 'til I’m gone |
| And then it’s on, before I leave, picture me |
| I’m spittin' at punk bitches and hustlin' to be free |
| Watch me set it, niggas don’t want it, you can get it |
| Bet it make these jealous niggas mad I said it |