Lyrics:
a combat zone
Tryna swerve from 12
It never fails when you goin' through Hell
It's a combat zone
Catch that lick real quick (combat)
Get the bag, get
combat or colluding. I'm calling for my orders, over. 'Strap on a helmet and start shooting.'
Clonopin to kill a horse, numb and blood thirsty 'til
Efficiency and progress is ours once more
Now that we have the Neutron bomb
It's nice and quick and clean and gets things done
Away with excess
Efficiency and progress is ours once more
Look what we get a satellite bomb
It's nice and quick and clean
And gets things done sure got the shuttle
Efficiency and progress is ours once more
Now that we have the Neutron bomb
It's nice and quick and clean and gets things done
Away with excess
the summer right quick
We gonna kill the summer right quick
Yeah
Listen now shut the summer down that's just right quick
Kill the sound make them wonder how
clarks dem lais up
See owh gyal bost a wind
Boom fleek n wind pon me gyal
Gi me all de wind that yah know
Quick quick quick quick pon dem bwoy
Quick
want to combat tank
My ghetto antics, my ghetto tactics
I smack quick, stick another gat nigga to your ass and acrobatic
Nigga what? Black, my M-16,
a game
Quit
Sex on my brain
Sex on my brain
Quick
Need a quick dame
Need a quick dame
Dick
Dicker down fast
Dicker down fast
Bitch
Now my lady’s calling
y'all wanted in dead park
Anything that's dealin' with dough, we got that
Cock back, hold in position for combat
Stand clear, all y'all cowards have
shit better
My lyrics explode on contact
Best prepare for combat
Ain't no stoppin' so bomb back
It's the last days
Niggas is dyin' for bullshit
MAC-11 is
fight it, try to deny it
Stupid you will feel
What I do, I do at will
Shooting from the hip, yeah, boy, I shoot to kill
Half a breath left on my
happens when you combat the kid
You living passive
And your brain is backwards
You's a bastard kid
I pick it up just a lil bit
I don't got the time for no
out, no way out
I said I'd be home because I
Don't wanna do that right now
I don't got time for that shit
I'ma kill you and you better
Hop in the casket
with the quick revive
Hold "x" quick and I'm back to life
Resume carnage, round 2 let's fight
Sexual combat, appetite
Wrap my shit, cuz' I know she
living, oh yeah
And he spent everything
You must be quick to believe
Be quick obey
You must be quick to change your mind
You must be quick to hear
You must
vicious (vicious) while I'm freakin' your little misses
No biscuits but I'm all in that Bisquick (quick)
Hoes jump in your business (uh huh)
Groupie
Gas in the car run with me (yeah)
Money in the bag fuck with me (what)
Stepping on the gas can't kill me (yeah)
Blood sprayed on my shoes
Wipe it quick
Land leaving massive foot prints in the hot sand
He will devour in the next hour
It is one on one in this singles combat
Will to kill a Titan
It's
saying
Venom is spraying which is why all I know is
I'm on a all time ultimate high inspired by all time low
How quick are you gonna get up
How quick
Hit em with the punchline
Call it Lyrical Combat
When I drop the album
That's when I kill em on contact
Hit em with the compact 40 on me
Homie you might
Feel like I'm in a race, you're so quick hand to hand combat, yeah, John Wick
90s haircut yeah, I'm so slick gotta go, yeah, I'm finna dip
Yeah, I
The way i'm balling, it's abnormal
Kill beats or i leave it in a coma
Ball like i'm jordan, u be hand falling
Shoot my shot up in court i keep scoring
I ride
She quick to get inside
My Nigga check the vibe
This shit it'll make you die
If you try to take mine
Nigga that's suicide
And ain't talking
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