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Killa Arm 9-8
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this L.P.'s a banga
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yeah
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[Chorus]
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Yo, Killarmy in ya Galaxy
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in ya continent
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in ya state
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in ya city
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take'em to war throw ya grenade
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this shit is gritty
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rollin' tanks, carry shanks
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while ya'll niggaz shoot blanks
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livin' gun powder roll black down
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dealin' wit ranks
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Yo, Killarmy in ya Galaxy
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in ya continent
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in ya state
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in ya city
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take'em to war throw ya grenade
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this shit is gritty
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[Verse 1]
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Yo, What's the sign's on ya crab ass
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niggaz out here in this rap shit
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turning this shit into some fuckin' after shit
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step into my chamber I hang ya
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like a stranger out tah dry with the mic cord
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rapped around your neck like 2 times
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design to leave you breathless
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to the pointt where you past out
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flat lined simple mined ass cats
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get ya fingers snap back outta place (what)
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and dislocated reaching for that mic device kid I'm Nice
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[Verse 2]
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Yo, We never timid break the street limit
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state laws and glass jars and fake malls,
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burst pause we take jobs wiseguys who want a prize guy
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we snatch mics bitch right turn out the light
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mathamatics strikes a site make me pull my fist tight
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we wild every night bump shoulders clubs over
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night crips start to fight wnet to Santalaw
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pulled out the dialog bashed his dome with the smearin' off
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now he scramin' off razor sharp face off
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killarmy cut, pushin' through like what
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always housted up double edge leave you with a buck
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fifty three nigga
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3]
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Terrorist arch nemesis this is my testament
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eternal life is through the mind
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the 1st element
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the 1st to settle it
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the 1st to pull the medal
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the 1st to defeat the devil
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the 1st to take it to that level
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feel the valume ajust the levels
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enjoy the treble, the 1st and last rebel
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crush a stone into a pebble
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they be trackin' holy water baptise
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my rhyme is sort of ice mentora
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mental explorer my guardly aura
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star bright light up your life like night light
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heard you wanna fight return ya ass
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twice mental and physycal
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[Verse 4]
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Yo, the last star fighter Princelton soldier
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northern exposer built with Noah
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easy adtic aposer mic feel the black thrower
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to retrieve renagade anroid seek and destroy
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any man ??? paranoid ??? time zone at 1751
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we bury a 100 course of rome prince of dogs
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is cloned lyrical arthritus contain this to the bone
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my rhyme battle star galactica terrorist star detector
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scarfaces are mass discourage weak lyricist are perish
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I ??? courage physical fight ??? package
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razor blazes so sharp to slice ya eyelashes
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rap is gossip while I speak gospel like teachers crisis
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with the apstols the mind and matter
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people to the science smother Mc with a pillow
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livin' dying science
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[Chorus 1.5X]
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Galactics
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