Brick Wall
(专辑: Season Of The Assassin - 2010)
This is Taliban rap, I'm a
fucking bomber* My head wrapped like somebody who suffered trauma Musically I'm the
embodiment of Jeffrey Dahmer Usually in the
environment of marijuana My straight right like Arguello was You a
medigon, Vinnie do what a
dego does You about to find out what the
human tornado does You a
bitch, you ain't even half what you say you was My shit is hard body lord, I'm a
fucking legend I
don't get my hands dirty, that's for fucking henchmen I'm the
equivalent of Russian Roulette, fucking tension And when you hear the
ram's horn it's the
fucking ending I'm a
vampire, I
love the
setting of sun The
night my time killing already begun I'm from the
same place Anton Lavey is from I'm about to put the
biscuit right to my head and be done [Demoz:] This Perc 10 got me feeling like a
brick wall With that said I
give a
fuck about a
withdrawal Fuck a
quarterback, bullets get you picked off Critics get pissed on when I'm pissed off This Percodan got me feeling like a
brick wall With that said I
give a
fuck about a
withdrawal Fuck a
quarterback, bullets get you picked off Critics get pissed on when I'm pissed off [Demoz:] 1978 my mom had a
date '84 had me, had a
hard time great Mom wasn't weak, I
guess my dad wasn't fake But guessing only led to one thing, my mistakes That's why I
cut the
grass real low, check for snakes Apply pressure when I
need to satisfy my weight Selling coke and the
diesel Fiends going crazy putting dope in their needles, it's hopeless and evil You can smoke wet and get smoked with the
Eagle All over nothing, fucking pride and your ego Spit all facts, I
ain't gotta mislead you Talk shit wherever you stand, that's where I
leave you Believe me, I
can get you killed real easy Leave the
scene but the
ho won't leave me Tackle the
dresser, bitch try to tease me I
put a
hole in her head right where her weave be, believe me [Demoz:] This Perc 10 got me feeling like a
brick wall With that said I
give a
fuck about a
withdrawal Fuck a
quarterback, bullets get you picked off Critics get pissed on when I'm pissed off This Percodan got me feeling like a
brick wall With that said I
give a
fuck about a
withdrawal Fuck a
quarterback, bullets get you picked off Critics get pissed on when I'm pissed off [I'll Bill:] I'm the
bomb attached to the
chest of exploding martyrs, code of honours Shoot me out your M16, deliver souls beyond the
world To conquer planets and enslave entire populations Colosseums where Hamas supply the
operation Gladiators battle on the
side of sovereign nations Fathers of confrontation, Lamas to pop your face in Blinded by lies and hatred, they conjure up abomination Armies march across the
continents honouring Satan The
final countdown, 2012 Jumping out the
Black Hawk with the
black Eagle by the
money belt I
take you from the
edges of space to the
projects From the
pyramids to Giza to where God sits, we monstrous I'm conscious homie, I'm wide-awake I
supply the
hate, La Coka Nostra The
skull and guns, I
supply the
weight How many bricks you want? Let me see your money first As a
matter of fact I'm taking your money you fucking herb Fuck outta here, Billy Idol, La Coka Nostradamus