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Yeah
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Masked avengers, check it, yo
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Masked avengers
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Camouflage ninjas
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Masked avengers
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[Yes, masked avengers...]
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The indians near, there's no time for fear
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MC's better beware, of their worst nightmare
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Soldiers of the Wu infantry out and locked on your vacinity
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Killarmy take on those who walk on the street to the danger zone
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When you grab the microphone, this is my rap empire
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The so called game who get fired, overthrown, stone the devil
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Stampede, doing religous rituals, blind individuals
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Brothers get lost like laundry, Jews on a pilgrimage
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My team pack beams on the line of scrimage
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The first one that strikes get the advantage
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Lyrical destroyers, five in the midst causing damage
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Shotguns --?
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Shotguns --?
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Shotguns --?
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As I stab the darkness, faces of death is all thats left
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Intensity, filled with suspense, my minds condensed
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Subjected to projects not one aspect of jiggy
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Dark and senile from the dark ages are dark like the the crule sea
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Killarmy, we roll in armoured vans
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Mobilizing sinister plans
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Fertilizing cocaine plants on forty square acres of land
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Extortion, importing, escort services
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Niggas too nervous to even purchase on this drug surface
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To be committed by the CIA
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Criminals in the army engage in war games
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'Cuz we're living in the last days
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Most killers make you hate,
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The world is too late,
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Ohhhh, and it rained.
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Yo, yo, yo
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Picture this, rap specialist, you know were killing shit
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Come equipped or else fall victim to endangerment
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I'm certified, high specialized within homicide
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To those who die, there by choice, fool its do or die
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The wilderness is the battle field by will
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I shoot to kill, aiming guns at niggas who squeal
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At ease I'm putting sess to my nose, it's urban warfare
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Time be here, another one go unprepared, like Goldilox
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Representing what I'm about, no impersonator
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Those with fake moves can get the casket later
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Commentater verbal chrome beat that make the lecture later
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Fugitive, running from jakes, avoiding major danger
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Jail time, ain't trying to get locked up
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Though my thoughts be in my high so niggas better duck
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Or get fucked up for trying to run the game on point
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Situations be coming, waking up that ass with a twenty-two
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Yo, yo, yo, yo
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My brain hold ammunition for a mental war like a missile carrier
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I'm sick like a kid from Somalia, carrying Malaria
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When I rhyme I split razor blades that fix the sound barrier
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I exercise my brain with thoughts thats military trained
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Lyrical uncontrolled substance damage the main part of the brain like cocaine
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My heart push blood that keeps them brave
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While others is trapped inside barricades
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The new industry order MC's become slaves
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They'll all go against the order dig the illa veins
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I rush spots, crush plots, then hide out in the Marriot
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Cops get shot for trying to break up minor scuffles in parking lots
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A vision of in the war prison
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Held up convicts with ice picks
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The lights go out, G's was stabbing his shit
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I chopped a rapper from excellence to his back hatch
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Windpipes get cracked
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Flashbacks attacked like seven maniacs with wooden bats
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Daily evidence I erase, can't be traced by jakes
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Nucleic niggas from the mind penetrate the star gate
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MC's found chopped up and thrown in lakes
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In all fifty-two states, I did it with the help of escape inmates
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Most killers make you hate,
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The world is too late,
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Ohhhh, and it rained.
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Who will be free now
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Who will be pinned down
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Who will be free now
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Camouflage Ninjas
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Killarmy |