Lyrics:
crack
By seventeen
Eighteenth street where I played that
Nineteen - on the corner with
Twenty in they straps
Playing with my money like
Playing with my
Ima ima artist in the game so how could you sleep
Pulling up with them two by fours while im six deep
When it comes to you spitting i don't wanna
the soldiers
Of death assembled all those who would now
Swear allegiance to them
And the four spoke the words
Of the warriors prayer:
"Gods of war I call you
My
is my home populated by savages man
Did you know that this place we call home
Was a social experiment
Set up by the government
To keep us in poverty
four of us
Dropped ""4 the Sport"", got picked up by the Warriors
Still haven't missed, might have Steph, have him benched
3's a cinch, need a 6 like EDM
a face
I don't got a name, call me your highness
I've been enlightened by all of the spiking I've done to my brain
It is insane how much I murder myself
Legions of ice and decay gather and march forth
Everfrost rising from the depths
The dead shall soon roam the earth
I abide by the chaos we uphold
a distribution company
And focusing on a death wish
But he ain't care walk with
The strut of a warrior
Reflections of the most high through
The shields of his
Silent warrior, of the east
Living for a course or to fight for peace
In your eyes reflects the sun
Red as any blood
[Chorus:]
Samurai do you
objective.
(Warriors come out and?) props me say me nots.
Any violations won't be tolerated.
Let's not debate it if you hate it, 'cause I made it.
fend to get paid
We gonna order pizza and when we see the driver
We gonna stick the 25 up in his face
Lets ride, stepping outside like warriors
Head
of bondage
The viking raiders claimed his lands
His hatred grew when he saw his mother
Killing by vicious viking hands
His brother Mahon strived for peace
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
and call up my probation and shit
Aggghhh
Ima go get some work, Ima come back down though
Yo, this nigga never wanna chill B
What the fuck nigga?!
Man fuck
over work, the Jesus, Mary, Joseph (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Moses sandals, Valentino camo with the eagles posin' (ah)
Posted by the samples,
heard by the dead
They'll save you from the blow of the axe
The bells of Hell will call out your name
Long before your time can be saved
Rats and dogs
Black Legions ravening for blood,
Dark Lords hearken to my call,
Warriors rise forth from the earth,
Battle-spells empower me,
The Throne
Silent warrior, of the east
Living for a course Or to fight for peace
In your eyes reflects the sun
Red as any blood
[Chorus]
Samurai do you
You're a young bravado
A bandit playing pirate games
Wear a coat of rebel anger
Call it by another name
Hey you so many years to go
Too young
I just got off work
Please don't ask me nothing cause I'm off the fucking clock
Cause it's Friday night and I got a parties to go to
Call up all
You got a generation of keyboard warriors
I offend ok than go complain and get me band
Its the time we made a stand
Call me stan
When the wolves are
Dont call me princess
You dont know my mess
Maybe warrior
Would fit me best
I’m not your princess
Or anything like that
I am someone
You’ll
those gangsters
I'm allergic to those bullets
They say Sho be a rapper or a hooper
In Golden State, I'm a warrior surrounded by those shooters
Dad
murdered on wax and killed
Mess with me and get your caps peeled
You know ... see ...
Chorus:
Grab ya Glocks, when you see 2Pac
Call the cops, when
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