Retaliation
(专辑: Violent By Design - 2004)
"I leave the
blood spilling in the
streets" [Ikon the
Verbal Hologram:] Yo, its the
fucking Hologram, Jedi Mind baby Banging ya'll in the
fucking face, know what I'm saying With the
God Jus Allah, my man Stoupe on the
track My motherfucking man Chico in this motherfucker We about to take ya'll motherfuckers to war Nah'm saying, yo Jus Allah, blow this fucking mic apart, God [Jus Allah:] The
metal inside the
barrel passes Through the
frames in your glasses Quick passage, leave your dome piece backless Envision blackness, leave you hat-less, fucking cap-less Marching niggas to the
spot where the
Earth's crack is Hard to grasp like science and math is The
cavemen who don't practice and live backwards We oxen, when streets is watching Release shotguns, niggas got Dietz and Watson Feel no love, no way you shield the
slugs The
ill thugs, we box with steel gloves Doubt my faith you can taste the
slug case Leaving niggas looking like dogs with the
pug face Even your girl can catch the
capsule I
love pussy but never the
bitch that it's attached to [Ikon the
Verbal Hologram:] Why you wanna battle the
kids with steel tongues? Who rip up mics and drink Puerto-rock rum 85's face the
truth; you're too dumb If retaliation comes, yo, then fuck it: it just comes [Ikon the
Verbal Hologram:] We itching to kill, that's why we spitting the
real Stick to the
drill and maybe we'll be gripping a
mill' The
clip will get spilled, dump them on a
ditch or a
hill Because the
motherfucker ain't left me shit in his will And y'all is always sounding like a
bitch when you spill And we the
rawest motherfucking clique in the
field So real motherfuckers better recognize real Or ill motherfuckers gonna exercise skill Y'all better chill when the
Hologram build Little motherfucker got hands that's like steel Whoever approach me and what I
feel "Might find their legs being replaced by steel" So y'all better yield or I'ma choke faggots My hand held more razor blades than coke addicts We like to quote fascists because we the
meanest And rip off your fingers with the
pliers of Chaka Demus [Ikon the
Verbal Hologram:] Why you wanna battle with kids with steel tongues? Who rip up mics and drink Puerto-rock rum 85 face the
truth; you're too dumb If retaliation comes, yo, then fuck it: it just comes