Lyrics:
this industry
Contract combat left casualties
Duck down when you're marked on target and I squeeze
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3: Buckshot ]
I walk up with my
And running these fleets
Washing away
Thats it deep in the brain
Don't give a fuck
If these niggas in rain
Getting so sick
Washing sins in combat
Killing
of that: It´s combat. And you´re the casualties. Just for the war stats.
Refrain:
this is combat, just get off my back cause I can´t take that sucker,
as a bitch
Trees and a whip
Now we whippin' European
Still got the streets to combat Police
Fuck badges
More casualties
It's War as we speak
Fuck History
rappers can’t breathe .. an asthmatic catastrophe.. loss count of da casualties .. mortal fatalities.. combat ..military mind come naturally.. dumb fresh
Casualties of War!
Casualties of war; as I approach the barricade
Where's the enemy? Who do I invade?
Bullets of Teflon bulletproof
Casualties of War!
Casualties of war; as I approach the barricade
Where's the enemy? Who do I invade?
Bullets of Teflon bulletproof
Casualties of war; as I approach the barricade
Where's the enemy? who do I invade?
Bullets of teflon, bulletproof vest rip
Tear ya outta ya frame
Ayo, the mic emit sparks, I guess my verbal hit the mark
I threw darts, zero gravity, high accuracy
The results is mad casualties
Yo, you niggas is
competition into casualties
First track gotta show all the people that I can rap
Combat anybody who talking behind my back
Face facts I'm the future and pretty
The Endless War commands
Know where you belong
One amongst an infinite of casualties
Kill and kill and kill
The Endless War commands
Face the endless from
if you don't respect
You know I'm from the 3rd bitch
You gone by casualty bitch
I'ma soldier
(mia x)
Rounding up my soldiers
Scooping up my warriors
haters
Or rat niggas they come around and I bust
'em in they cat kissers ya understand?
Now I done warned you not to battle me
I leave more casualties
know
That combat with me
Every romance story that I told
Ends in tragedy
Air out dirty dry laundry
With no cloths
More anatomy to touch
My infatuated
combat
It's a dirty game, only got one chance
If you really want to finish got to keep a strong stance
I enter in the battlefield but who's on my side
How do I leave from here
When everything is insincere
Apathy and agony
Anxious casualty
The wounds split wide open
Because I'm so broken
Empty
of blacks
And a basket of blasters
With a big mac and some tracks To learn from the masters
Just to get racks and combat
An amassment of rappers
Trying
leave casualties
I creep gradually, til everybody knows
that I got more flows than Rosebud got hoes
The anger inside had me trapped
til I got geared
leave casualties
I creep gradually, til everybody knows
that I got more flows than Rosebud got hoes
The anger inside had me trapped
til I got geared
wallet got fears of
Becomin' empty like that soul you claim you got there, uh
Lost in that combat, wonder where your mind at
Look, let's be real, don't
brother made the world pitch black ready for combat
Automatic gats for weed packs stay strapped
Playa some niggas came but everybody ain't able
Situation getting big having faith made it better
Dressed for the occasion play with me then it's casualties
Watching what I eat don't get burned like
and butter
Now back to reality
Shorty wanna marry me
But my homie snipped her that bitch is a casualty
Killed her on the first night that is a fatality
In
think you know what the problem is just as well as I do
I don't know how to check
But i'm back up on the road
Easier if i forget
Than combat, head
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