Lyrics:
face enough liquor,
Other MCs is small print,
When it comes to the rules we move up the doors like guerrillas,
Soldiers straight out the war,
We're
call me Lazarus
From a dead man walkin' there's a Lazarus
Hopped up out the grave (grave) guerrilla stat
They ain't think that He could do it but He did
Plastique in the detonator
I can see you in I.C.U on a respirator
Why'all cats all know how this one go
Be -Mac rap guerrilla with the official flow
Any
to Eugene Brooks, it ain't another realer
Save me from being a drug dealer, but still a guerrilla
Death ain't around the corner no more, he up in my face
no me tumba Ahora es
Vico-C quien tiene la culpa De que su "guerrilla" forme la
rumba Say, Get in on, get in done Dame el microphone
pa' cantarte un
killer
You heard them guerrillas, we hurt you to make you feel us
Through all this fraud in you, you need to stay away
Cause you don't want to fuck with
Where my niggas at it's play it raw time baby
Load up the guns guerrilla war time baby
Light up the blunts light up the block time dawg
May come!
Yeah, I know guerrilla warfare if you wanna ape up
All these chicks be thinking they beast well watch me tame em'
Greeting earthlings, "hi!"
Unintelligible gibberish about:
An attack of guerrilla soldiers in Zemio (Central African Republic), on a hospital. During their attack they shot
ain't blowing my skirt up
Because it ain't no good
How bout Zen Guerrilla, man, they were fucking killer
And I am just amazed every time I see
restless, the guerrillas turning mean
They're headed for the White House, they're ready for a wipe-out
This crowd is looking ugly...
Got trouble
the record (wrecking?) section
Flight connection to the gentry board of all guerrilla lessons
Fuck a middle man distributor, I got a choice now
This ain't
This is an invasion
An occupation
Immortal Technique
The evil genius DJ Green Lantern
And you're now understanding guerrilla warfare
Is being spread
a bailar hermano de locura
Que la cabeza no te lleve a la fisura
Que el tiempo es oro y la guerrilla está esperando
Espérenme que voy pa' ahí, que voy
souls: Man what the price of your life is?!
I rock for father lifers
Cat's wit gats, deadly snipers
Little children ridin' they bicycles
Guerrilla
gladiator
[Chorus: x2]
The haaaardest, the hardest
(Rule number one, always keep it reala)
(Number two on my chest, a untamed guerrilla)
Keeping it
a walking billboard punching bag.
In this war, and our victims are the soldiers.
'Cause in the end we all need to eat.
Guerrilla tactics target senses.
despite the cover of night
Trackin' ya flight like guerrilla warfare, when the grass is dense
Approaching me is a quick way to get referred to in
nights
I hit the turnpike on dirtbike with 2 heaters
On my way to Philly to fight for Mumia
Only thug guerrillas will react to this
The laws try
and Paul mean she's some kind of
expert on guerrila war?
Open your window
Won't you let her out
Wave goodbye to the butterfly
The one you can't be without
the whole animal
Landfill to future home
Pacifist guerrillas to bazooka zones
Black hawks to attics
C-130's to superdome
Newborns on computerphones
So
delusions
Always come and go
We're beaming down by satellite
This guerrilla warfare point of view
Manipulate the monster
Before it brings a change in you
guerrilla nigga
Try to download the spot 'cause willow was hot nigga
[Silkk]
When I come through I come through wild
Come through foul, come through loud
Run
shit'll get messy
Look when I come, I come locked and loaded
Unleash the seventeen, in every piece I'm toting
And that's for certain, see we guerrillas
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