Lyrics:
of steel, the battle cries, on this fateful trip.
No time for mercy, no place to hide,
In this epic struggle, we'll stand side by side,
With courage as our
Looking at
All this rappers Iv been eating
Even if I was 2 pac by now I would have pot belly
I’m a shot (short) caller
It’s like I’m on the phone with
the 12th led by the one
We will emerge slowly as not to draw unwanted attention
Yet the sound of war-cry will spell fear on the lips the the horde called
Manifestin' military styles
Casually try da G
When niggas battle me
My prophesied prediction
Switch and move positions
Separated from his gun and bitch
is still (Hamba)
Ten thousand men tremble for the kill
A vulture flies the wind then cries
The warrior dies at the battle of blood
The scavengers
brenndu,
þrisvar brenndu,
þrisvar borna,
oft, ósjaldan,
þó hon enn lifir.""
Three beings, three shapes, Three deaths
Adored by the spouses of the black
As the queen is
Fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a
Rat it is hetero four
Hear to three forthirightly stated.
Relent
earnings, hustler's lament and the rest will in due cry, to battle and scramble and browbeat and hurt while chewing on minstrels and choking on dirt, disease
don't go by that I don't cry
Hard guy but I still try
Rest In Peace to my folks yh!
Go! Go
Mogya nfrifre asu amane hunu nyinaa
Onua 3y3 sika nti
S3 nsuo
Hold the heathen hammer high
Hold the heathen hammer high
Hold the heathen hammer high with a battle cry
For the pagan past I live and one day will die
dysfunction
3 nights and a day go by
Pour a four in a faygo, I
Try to run, but I can’t say bye
Go to space just to clear my mind
And I try not to show no signs
They don't understand I had to go to war by myself
Fighting battles with my demons I grew up with no help
Niggas plotting but I'm scheming boy your
the battle cry
I swear to god, I'll never be cattle
I would rather be a shadow ima load up the saddle And wherever is the battle ima travel for the cavalry
one full of guts and glory
No this is the story of a young kid
Who fought a huge beast, yeah that's what he did
And throughout the battle, he gave it
Battle cry
Be strong and flexible
Bend but don't break
Don't let your fire go out
Stoke that flame
Reignite hope in the spark of your dreams
Because
of blood that stains the fields
The battle of Waterloo, lead and steel, the bloody gods
The battle of Waterloo, they fight and die, fall one by one
It was three in the morning when she took me apart
She wrecked the furniture, she wrecked my heart
She danced on my head like Arthur Murray
The scars
where to hide
In a six-by-six a guilty man cries
For repentance and lost is what innocence is
Same story, same target, different time
Cyclical
a grand and three hundred
For my beat machine, my body, I keep it clean
By eating vegetables, while you claim indestructible
I made 'em feel
Who wanna battle
(Not a goddamn one of you)
Who wanna battle
(That's what I thought)
Who wanna battle
(Motherfucking pop artists nowadays calling
This the life of a Taliban
(Aye)
This the life of a Taliban, Taliban...
They done crossed the gun line, now they gone feel these battle cries
Sip
by the sword
surprise Dream Warrirors possesses intelligance
but you cry wolf but that's irrelivant
no what you must be now is simply
sit back and rock
your demise
What? You're surprised all by my size?
It isn't wise, don't try to defy
It's okay to cry you won't survive
I can hang with the guys, seeing
dragon
She ain't the red queen to cry for my head
Nor does her man have the power to kill
I gave him two chances and now he's dead
Resting in piece by
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