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Ammunition (Krewella) · Ammunition (Tim Easton) · Ammunition Dub Collection (Bob Marley) · Ammunition (Worth Dying For) · Alibis and Ammunition (Trashlight Vision) · Ammunition (Tim Easton) · Vapen & Ammunition (Kent) · Orchids and Ammunition (Drist) · Vapen & Ammunition (Kent) · Last Night At The Jetty [Tomboy Album Version] (Panda Bear) – and 90 other albums »


range 
For the gag 
And the bind 
And the ammunition round 

Conversation once colored by esteem
Became dialogue as a diagram of a play for pun
by human guts, blood everywhere 
The last of days for many, the final stage for humanity 

Reload, charge with full force 
It is time for the final
WHASSUP?!

Chorus: {vocal samples)

"Heavy ammunition, so I don't have to dip, so.." -> E. Sermon
"Buck buck buck, rat-tat-tat I'm on a mission.." ->
I am one of the last few standing, a survivor on a farm,
Just along the outskirts of a small city.
Like most that have made it this far,
I live off
ends
Strategy of attrition, mobbing them, flailing corpses use up ammunition
Bravery cut in half by enemy artillery, or cowardice punished by friendly
On and on and on and on and on and on and
Over the backs of the lines as we growl, mutherfucker

We are livin' in the last motherfuckin' days
This is Revelations
If it don't go down now
of the dope fiends plus
Give 'em a square mile by blocks and I'm creamed up
Took the bullet out of Obie head, put it in my pistol
And use it, ammunition
[Chorus]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
1 by 1 and 2 by 2
I have ammo what about you [x2]

[Verse 1]
Grandma told me the good
of the dope fiends plus
Give 'em a square mile by blocks and I'm creamed up
Took the bullet out of Obie head, put it in my pistol
And use it, ammunition
fuel will last us till we push the boat out 
And everybody wants to know 
Is what we're given what we get 
I guess the answer is we don't know yet
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
One by one and two by two
I have ammo what about you 

Grandma told
caught for cold steel
The last art drill when I open fire
Better aim to kill
As the destruction that I reveal like revelations
Drop Jews like parables that
the first nigga to fuck da world
Converse apparel inspired by..
Fly out the barrel five out the barrel

[Kurupt]
Just take position ammunition, convalescent
wait
I actually grew five times my size grabbed
Ma$e by the thigh and slapped a rapper with him
Now that's practicing sacrilegious activism
Attack is for
Crew Is Locked And Loaded
Calibrated With Percision
Send Out The Drunk Munk
With All The Ammunition
Followed By The Stoner Punk
To Kill The Competition
surface
To be committed by the CIA
Criminals in the army engage in war games
'cause we're living in the last days

Most killers make you hate
The world is
at the candlelight (at the candlelight)
Baby-mommas cryin' at the candlelight (at the candlelight)

Armor, piercing ammunition (Kaplow)
Luggies, these two two
Jesus, you're ripped to pieces by hyena, your teeth like tweezers
I speak death like seniors with diseases
Packing Satan gun's that you're like Hussein's
Penetrate at a crazy rate
This ain't thirty-eight
Hit 'em at point blank range
And watch 'em radiate

Runnin' out of ammunition
I'm done wit' 'em
You ask me
At 3:47, more than one hundred and fifty rounds of ammunition 
Were fired into your apartment
Which was about two hundred yards away
A few moments
Jesus, you're ripped to pieces by hyena, your teeth like tweezers
I speak death like seniors with diseases
Packing Satan gun's that you're like Hussein's
(Burning our black skin)

Who's that janky-ass nigga with last?
Standing like a G pissing on America's flag
Dub C, the nigga from Westside
Westide Maad
fleein the crime scene on the major decon
Power steerin, lost the handle in the Jeep spin
Deep in the seat, high pursuit by the precinct
My co-defendant
Penetrate at a crazy rate
This ain't thirty-eight
Hit 'em at point blank range
And watch 'em radiate

Runnin' out of ammunition
I'm done wit' 'em
You ask me
the hazard and bear last

Nigga, they right behind us, I ain't tryin' to get caught by the law
Oh, shit, they comin' in the building, open up the door
Hurry