War Machine
(专辑: Heavy Lies The Crown - 2014)
[Vinnie Paz:] Mutilate massacre mummies that's coming to maim you Sit upon horseback with the
skull of an angel I
have never seen God but I'm suddenly able I
was struggling with life, now I'm luckily stable It's like a
long cold knife that's stuck in the
navel Y'all are snake oil salesmen living the
fable If you ain't never been to Hell then I'm willing to take you Death isn't initial but I'm willing and able I
will take your fucking food while I'm still at your table The
hunger pains is stunning mayne, feeling is fatal I
ain't never gonna leave cause Philly is faithful Tully Blanchard, Ole Anderson still in the
stable [Reef the
Lost Cauze:] From the
land of lost dreams and broken pavements Kids get killed right where Edgar Allan Poe wrote The
Raven Our great granddaddy was sold for a
few shekels So niggas will kill for eyeing some new J's and few pretzels They might short a
life for water ice, depending on what's sorta night They having a
stabbing in his jacket where he stored the
knife Get your beard faded AOTP we're faded vodka and Henny and then we're blazing The
weed I
smoke make you make weird faces More fucking grass than where there was a
deer grazing Subhan Allah, yeah the
hammer drawn Years from now they'll tell the
tale about the
animal Cauze Gone [Crypt the
Warchild:] Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself We make it easy for you, this may help So if you think that you can fix yourself, slit your wrists yourself We make it easy for you, this may help [x2] [Celph Titled:] You in karate class, I'm cocking shottys back Fuck a
stash box, I
just keep mines on my lap Ring my doorbell, and you're knocking on death's door I
told you I
said war probably what you got on the
vest for The
shooters on standby whoever said it's gangstas in Your crew is a
damn liar Look, all I
do in this rapping is gun speech Lyrics I
spit so hard, I
chip my front teeth And every Five Seven is a
no-joker shoot a
snowman In your front yard, you'd think I
had a
snow blower Hyped for the
kill I
run 'round amp'd and after I
fire them shots I'm doing a
touchdown dance [Esoteric:] Yo, the
flyest spitting the
murderous science fiction I
talk to these rappers like they're my personal Brian Griffin You're lost in a
raps addiction, you cannot deny you're listening If you're fucking with the
Pharaohs, you can wind up missing Naimsaying? Reminiscing on the
past, as we drown in laughter One leaks a
meltdown disasters Fukushima radioactive, holding cats captive Spit raps with the
force of a
bull mastiff Who wanna test the
Eso, hoping that he get respected? Who really wanna step and get their neck disconnected? Akita snap the
leash, rough and ragged beast On my grind like jagged teeth, Mr. Fantastic reach [Crypt the
Warchild:] Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself We make it easy for you, this may help So if you think that you can fix yourself, slit your wrists yourself We make it easy for you, this may help [x2] These Pot Holes In My Lawn is wild drawn Got Me, Myself and I
from now on Hating less can only make a
love child spawn Now I
walk, with this cross I
bear to die on Ain't into holding grudges, let bygones be bygones You's an earthworm, I'm a
Burmese python We ain't in the
same lane, what the
fuck is you high on? Little alley cat ain't built to eat with a
lion Crash through the
fences, I
ain't reaching for no pylon Team is light work, trying to fuck with an icon Satanic spirits got you sleeping with your lights on Do yourself a
favor, take this .45 to cry on [Apathy:] Shooby-doo-wop pop my switchblade You ever seen a
dead body overturned bitch maid Your bitch made me a
little sandwich when I
managed To leave her pantless and when she called my phone I
spoke Spanish like: "No hablo inglés", sprayed it all on her face Then ask her how them baby molecules taste I
make her booty wobble in place and bobble the
bass I'm a
god up in space, got a
lot of squads to erase And every verse I
kick, it's like the
worse I
get I'm sick, tell Smurfette to smurf my dick My clique, only wise men, kings of the
North Star The
knucklehead hooligans, that fucked up ya sports bar [Crypt the
Warchild:] Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself We make it easy for you, this may help So if you think that you can fix yourself, slit your wrists yourself We make it easy for you, this may help [x2]