Fair, Love & War Songtext
von Killarmy
Fair, Love & War Songtext
Yeah, word up
One time, one time
Killarm, Killarm
Beretta 9, Killa Sin, Dom Pachino, word up
Shogun the Assason
All′s fair in love and war
Yo, the saga carries on, word up, military time
I got a long time love for slugs thug life tricks and pit fights
Jet black Ac's with fat ass kicks, that′s the shit, right
We jettin' to the roof with a tres duce aimed at Jesus
Residentials that let loose with spent shells
We share a giggle and a Heineken
We sitting on the corner with my niggas yelling, "Killa, kick a rhyme again!"
Yo, so then I bust 'em down with verbs and nouns
Bombing they brain cells like herb, words attack ′em like a German hound
We spark a freestyle session with a beat from 4th′s collection
Full Moon, yeah, kid, no question
Yo, the cipher's over now, parley and star play
Ring around the hosey and mosey down to Tarjay for Margie
Crazy thick bitch who suck dick on the down
With a shiesty ass click from tres pound, clown
This is an ordinary day around my way when niggas spray shots
And Killa stray shots and hit up gay cops
I attack shit, multiple shots storm the medic
Beretta 9, my chamber be pain, no anesthetic
Nightmares, visions of death, catch a flashback
This gunfire out of control, I′m getting sent back
Hell no, pave my way back to the foxhole for ammo
In enough shit to bury Rambo
I cock back, releasin' all shit for the bootcamp
Plus worker laying in dirt thinking the Earth they be drilling
Cats be amped up for action
Going to war, no time for relaxing
Fists or handguns, it doesn′t make a difference
Adjusts my sights as thoughts become relentless
Intelligent how I came to bomb your regiment
Beretta 9 my chamber be hard like rock sediment
Blast on herbs, shake Serbs with deadly words
The pain's intense like I′m swinging on your nerves
Push the trigger, suddenly it bring new clarity
Nights like day magnified
3.2 time design combine with steel wind to blow your mind
Counter terrorism with precision
Armed with smoke bombs to blur your vision like cataracts
My green team attacks your format
My manifold is combat on war grounds or on DATs
It's my nature, Killarmy legislator
Leaving broken arrows in backs of traitors
My platoon's filled with black berets and painted faces
High speed car chases and soldiers with war faces
Specially trained in rugged terrain, grains of the Earth
Hot, cold and humid temperatures that make barometers burst
Who came first? God or the Universe?
Uniting energy through my tongue and through the Sun
War is never pretty
But there is something dirty and disturbing about today′s world conflict
Because today′s battles are fought with the dark art of terrorism
Uh, it's very hard to maintain the emotional and political zeal that′s needed to kill lots of people
You been to Shogun's realm, I stand as a military helm
Gone on a World War tour, I catch a flashback from Iraq
That′s when I start terrorizing tracks
Killing MCs with platinum stacks and death wax
My torture chamber's filled with anger, the executioner of Lucifer
Swords chop razor sharp like the blade of Excalibur
Slashing at your fat jets you do or die
Men before parachutes see with wounded eyes
I be your war God to the dark side
Witness how soldiers fall and die
Lives are being lost
Around the globe each flashpoint has its own personality
A border dispute here, a displaced homeland there
A greedy politician or drug lord almost everywhere
But whether the location is South America or South Yemen there is a
Connection between many of these struggles
They are angry conflicts of desperate people
Who feel they have neither the resources nor
The clout to fight their enemies at the negotiating table
So they take their negotiations to the street
One time, one time
Killarm, Killarm
Beretta 9, Killa Sin, Dom Pachino, word up
Shogun the Assason
All′s fair in love and war
Yo, the saga carries on, word up, military time
I got a long time love for slugs thug life tricks and pit fights
Jet black Ac's with fat ass kicks, that′s the shit, right
We jettin' to the roof with a tres duce aimed at Jesus
Residentials that let loose with spent shells
We share a giggle and a Heineken
We sitting on the corner with my niggas yelling, "Killa, kick a rhyme again!"
Yo, so then I bust 'em down with verbs and nouns
Bombing they brain cells like herb, words attack ′em like a German hound
We spark a freestyle session with a beat from 4th′s collection
Full Moon, yeah, kid, no question
Yo, the cipher's over now, parley and star play
Ring around the hosey and mosey down to Tarjay for Margie
Crazy thick bitch who suck dick on the down
With a shiesty ass click from tres pound, clown
This is an ordinary day around my way when niggas spray shots
And Killa stray shots and hit up gay cops
I attack shit, multiple shots storm the medic
Beretta 9, my chamber be pain, no anesthetic
Nightmares, visions of death, catch a flashback
This gunfire out of control, I′m getting sent back
Hell no, pave my way back to the foxhole for ammo
In enough shit to bury Rambo
I cock back, releasin' all shit for the bootcamp
Plus worker laying in dirt thinking the Earth they be drilling
Cats be amped up for action
Going to war, no time for relaxing
Fists or handguns, it doesn′t make a difference
Adjusts my sights as thoughts become relentless
Intelligent how I came to bomb your regiment
Beretta 9 my chamber be hard like rock sediment
Blast on herbs, shake Serbs with deadly words
The pain's intense like I′m swinging on your nerves
Push the trigger, suddenly it bring new clarity
Nights like day magnified
3.2 time design combine with steel wind to blow your mind
Counter terrorism with precision
Armed with smoke bombs to blur your vision like cataracts
My green team attacks your format
My manifold is combat on war grounds or on DATs
It's my nature, Killarmy legislator
Leaving broken arrows in backs of traitors
My platoon's filled with black berets and painted faces
High speed car chases and soldiers with war faces
Specially trained in rugged terrain, grains of the Earth
Hot, cold and humid temperatures that make barometers burst
Who came first? God or the Universe?
Uniting energy through my tongue and through the Sun
War is never pretty
But there is something dirty and disturbing about today′s world conflict
Because today′s battles are fought with the dark art of terrorism
Uh, it's very hard to maintain the emotional and political zeal that′s needed to kill lots of people
You been to Shogun's realm, I stand as a military helm
Gone on a World War tour, I catch a flashback from Iraq
That′s when I start terrorizing tracks
Killing MCs with platinum stacks and death wax
My torture chamber's filled with anger, the executioner of Lucifer
Swords chop razor sharp like the blade of Excalibur
Slashing at your fat jets you do or die
Men before parachutes see with wounded eyes
I be your war God to the dark side
Witness how soldiers fall and die
Lives are being lost
Around the globe each flashpoint has its own personality
A border dispute here, a displaced homeland there
A greedy politician or drug lord almost everywhere
But whether the location is South America or South Yemen there is a
Connection between many of these struggles
They are angry conflicts of desperate people
Who feel they have neither the resources nor
The clout to fight their enemies at the negotiating table
So they take their negotiations to the street
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