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| we win the war cause we bomb first
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| It’s like when napalm bursts, snipers with the Vietnam verse
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| Ghetto apostles doing god’s work, boots and camouflage shirts
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| Marching through your trenches and your concerts
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| We win the war cause we bomb first
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| It’s like when napalm bursts, snipers with the Vietnam verse
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| Ghetto apostles doing god’s work, boots and camouflage shirts
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| Marching through your trenches and your concerts
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| I’m that guerilla in your midst, stalking with an army of assailants
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| I got your organization under surveillance
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| You moved your pawn two squares, left the king unveiled
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| Diagonal invasion, soldiers marching in for the kill
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| This is a war join ranks, play your position
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| Put the industry in checkmate, force them under submission
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| Ya whole perimeter’s surrounded by my legion
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| You’re trapped inside the center of an isolated region
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| Chk!, blaugh!!!, glass shatters, bullets scatter
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| No evidence or fingerprints a c12 matter
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| Black bishop moving in, attack the queen
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| Sabotage front line, the industry’s in quarantine
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| This is your final call, prepare for violent storms, a silent war
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| Map your survival course
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| Mount ya riding horse and grab ya sword
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| Hip-Hop's a holocaust, grab ya holy cross, ya crescent and star
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| Witness ya empire fall like Sodom and Gomorrah
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| Refer to ya bibles, Qu’ran and Torah
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| Bless, I be the high exalter, divine curer, who mind is purer
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| Staring in my rivals eyes, I analyze, cross examine and paralyze
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| All those who choose to itemize lies
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| Continued infiltration by fire bomb detination
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| Phasers and lasers scopin, choking from smoke inhilation
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| Secret service agents are coming at me
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| I gotta hit em I sprayed, throw a grenade
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| Setting off the sprinkler system
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| Verse 4:
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| I specialize in fear, terrorizing your airwaves
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| Like dropping off thermo-nuclear bombs in subways
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| Here to stress ya life, painting pictures of death
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| Ancient scriptures rip ya silhouette, I’m cold as winter
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| Bringing the earth tremors that burst ya inner sanctum
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| I sank men of war then haha, laughed at how I banged them
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| Foes copping a plea, should’ve took the opportunity to flee
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| I bring terror to fields like the phantom
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| My thoughts reveal a navy seal approaching ghetto wars
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| Enemies force field jackets get stained from open sores
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| Non-negotiable term for your surrender
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| I heat ya weak arsinol, and burn men to cinders
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| Rendezvous, special operations: team arsonists
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| Switch the disk and get out of there fast
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| We don’t wanna take no risk
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| Code name: freestyle, alias «the asthmatic»
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| Automatic full metal jackets
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| Static’s with the diplomatic, bureaucratic tactics
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| We got the area secured now, triple the c-4
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| And get of the whole floor, you copy?
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| I copy that, we got the whole music business wired
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| So when this shit blow, ya whole empire’s expired
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| We can live lavish and still build on the mathematics
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| Far precise, cut cabbage, rock ice and still civilize a savage
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| Dancing in the Garden of Eden, gotta thank Allah I’m breathin
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| Glancing back at days I used to be behind them bars with heathens
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| Flash like the Aztecs, cash checks, blast tecs
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| Collect all of my assets from sales from the cassettes
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| Iceless but priceless, top of the price list
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| Probably the 1st up on ya heist list
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| Ya might miss, so knowledge this… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ghetto Apostles , by - Shabazz the Disciple. Song from the album The Book of Shabazz (Hidden Scrollz), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп