Lyrics:
a rain storm, nuclear World War III
All that's left is pain and sorrow as far as he's concerned
So he says please send all your moonbeam levels to me
positions are made out there is no place to hide
The AC-47 send their flames from all the barrels
6000 shots per minute to make a hill all level
Magic
And ships
And so the balance shifts
We rendezvous with Rochambeau, consolidate their gifts
We can end this war at Yorktown, cut them off at sea, but
soldiers too
Fighting and falling like soldiers do
Nothing is clear in this tactical unclear war
I can't be bothered to find out
What we are fighting
Chain-smoked Camel cigarettes
And hammered nails in planks
He was level on the level
And shaved even every door
And voted for Eisenhower 'cause Lincoln won
Chain-smoked Camel cigarettes
And hammered nails in planks
He was level on the level
And shaved even every door
And voted for Eisenhower 'cause Lincoln won
at war (U.N.I.Verse at War)
And your verse at core, for what you thought before
Steppin up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or, level
and banks
Chain-smoked camel cigarettes, and hammered nails in planks
He would level on the level, he shaved even every door
And voted for Eisenhower,
Farmer's
And it's bugged how some niggas catch slugs
And pockets dug from everything except check stubs
And it does, sound ill like wars in Brownsville
Meaningless wars starving tribes
A promise of victory coloured with lies
A red single dot on your tactical screen
A hundred thousand men that
Will
Got some war for my haters
Kulu mukulu
Kulu mu
mu keke
So gundogoji bi tete
Before he chop me
Nma je se
See my eye as e Dey pepper
To get money na
Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or level of the whole conceptor
When you and I verse at war
And your verse at core for what
Tactical manipulation
Seeding of intentions
Sowing, circumventing rumors
Calloused hands in a closed fist
Churning stomach
Gagging wretch
Mass
the struggle
You a bad lil devil what part of hell you come from
I can put you on my level if you show me you the one
I'm at war with myself So I could meet my
To War
To War
To War
Advance
They are no match
We are one unstoppable force
Despite tactical disadvantage
We gain ground, of course
This will be their
the Dow Jones, up on the Nasdaq
Pushed into the war zones
It's a commercial crusade
Cause all the oil men get paid
And only so many soldiers come home
the Dow Jones, up on the Nasdaq
Pushed into the war zones
It's a commercial crusade
Cause all the oil men get paid
And only so many soldiers come home
Level Up
Level Up
Level Up
Level Up
Level Up
Level Up
Level Up
Level Up
Level Up
Mein Level zu Hoch
Wie bei Starter Pokemon
Molly ist für mich wie
directions
Strike
Now they advance
As the world
Stands by
Under threats
And manipulation
Under tactical lies
This is world war three
The evil spirit reared
of a nation
Trying to win the war against implication
Tactical positions
And no-one's giving anything away
East meets West in political chess
But on the ground
and all ya'll not eye level
This here that high level
So me and all ya'll not eye level
Still in the war with a rap jet
Dunkin' at some pussy you ain’t
been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go.
Highly fasionable, irrational, international,
Kill the classical, love theatrical, tactical
can't but must be non-conformist sheep
Level it all, level it all
As the sun, it descends over mice and on men
This tyranny feels like the safest
Following the second war
Countries lay in ruins
World order is shaping up
The old agreements
Prove to be unsustainable
Mutual distrust is deepening
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