Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Armageddon Comes, artist - Three 6 Mafia. Date of issue: 04.10.1999
Song language: English
Armageddon Comes |
| Stomp the doors in and then I got em' |
| Look the busta dead in his face and I shot em' |
| Nina, milli, military killer |
| Feel my strategy warfare nigga |
| Nina, milli, military killer |
| Feel my strategy warfare nigga |
| We come to take this bitch by storm |
| Nigga grab ya arms |
| Prepare, Armageddon comes |
| Take this bitch by storm |
| Nigga grab ya arms |
| Prepare, Armageddon comes |
| Ya stuck up in the wrong part of town, M-Town-M-Town is on trey |
| Representin' nine to five, it’s time I hit a snowflake |
| They got me on a cheese chase |
| I had to test one, my fingerprints was on his face |
| I had to tell son, ya rollin' with some niggas on a Cognac tip |
| Too many snort, the rest of em' got that weed in that dip |
| We ain’t gon' call this shit a night until I get alright |
| Me and my nigga was searchin belles till I get some tight |
| I bringin' out shit that’s gon' bring hell, so fuck yo bulletproof vest |
| And I be the best when it come to arson as I’m blazin' up in this shit |
| I got chu' faded cause the lady that I be is in me |
| I’m chargin' all you sucker niggas, never fuckin' for free |
| I’m takin' homes like storms, I’m droppin' lyrics like bombs |
| I’m comin' quick to leave ya quick cause ho I be like the one |
| We goin' platinum on ya ass so hold this stick while I pee |
| Let’s keep it on the down low bro cause you ain’t heard it from me |
| Me be the murderer motherfucker, servin' 'em musical felony |
| Bring em' in above the killers yellin' better deadly melody |
| With the infamy, everyone of my victims slept in misery |
| Since the embassy with the chief |
| That lost the best in lyrical sorcery |
| Takin' a life in a second, me spliting ya neck off with the guillotine |
| All you niggas fear of me, pay for the women see |
| Let the killer do the job and I promise you won’t feel a thing |
| I’m on a killin' spree, of course it’s me, that nigga that gives no mercy, see |
| You know niggas make plans, I’m the beater man |
| But I’m just a young ass nigga with Glock in hand |
| Every time ya see me in the streets I ain’t rollin' deep |
| Cold fuckin' plastic on the seats, don’t cha' fuck with me |
| Comin' from a city where niggas be slangin' dope and snortin' cane |
| Memphis niggas step up in this house, hoe we runnin' thangs |
| Hooked with these Houston niggas now the plan is to get thicker |
| Prophet Posse, Houston Mafia on a mission, gettin' richer, bitch |