Sunz Of Man - Soldiers Of Darkness
[Killa Sin]
Yo, yo, I gotta get a grip
and ends on life, Im livin trife, G
Im shiesty, now I see why nobody likes me
It might be the image project that I selected
But uf it, shit is not real, as well as hectic
Inspect it, ur vest and got tested
Suggestions manifestin my thoughts
I manifest it, but check it
My mind was designed for crime, the bottom line
cuz its my time to shine with the nickel-plated 9
to a spine, aint no remorse in my source of madness
with my temper, my anger rises like my status
bcoz Im alone on the borough of Shaolin
for wildin, dont think of this piece when I be smilin
My hearts stone cold, its what I own
For niggaz who brag, I break bones
leave em ungagged and here to moan
I hate snakes on that fake shit
I get mad, leave em shooken up bad like when a quake hit
I got a steez-o thats raw, man
Another brother prevoked, now thats all, damn
Why did he bother to bother a father
knowin forewell that he wont leave to see tomorrow
Be on ur guard when I start to flip shit
Im sick when the God is on to get a grip
[60 Sec. Assassin]
As u enter the hocus pocus, perhaps the dopest
Tote this, for those armed with dope shit
Focus, I blood shot ur lyrics with sarotions
Ferocious sound effects brains go narcotious
Insanity enters humanity like an anime
Invade ur central nervous system mathematically
Schimatic, Im a panic, couldnt hold on to a tablet
Symatic, blood rushin through ur system like an addict
Bomb glistenin, watch for the blow, I deliver it
faster stroll, u wrote, minute, barrier, delinquent
Grabs ur soul, magnetic flux beyond control
Im leavin peeps civic a-moan, sellin soul to the totem pole
All ur possesions I own for my own
The chemical, u clone, commotosis
The syndrome, the rip van the winkle, twinkle twinkle
u caught up with ur days now, roland is a star
What part, whistle heart, intruders travel so far
Not even the master chart would put ya
arteries back apart, for the largest technique
is so ah ah ah
http://www.lyricsbook.net/lyrics/78151.html
Yo, yo, I gotta get a grip
and ends on life, Im livin trife, G
Im shiesty, now I see why nobody likes me
It might be the image project that I selected
But uf it, shit is not real, as well as hectic
Inspect it, ur vest and got tested
Suggestions manifestin my thoughts
I manifest it, but check it
My mind was designed for crime, the bottom line
cuz its my time to shine with the nickel-plated 9
to a spine, aint no remorse in my source of madness
with my temper, my anger rises like my status
bcoz Im alone on the borough of Shaolin
for wildin, dont think of this piece when I be smilin
My hearts stone cold, its what I own
For niggaz who brag, I break bones
leave em ungagged and here to moan
I hate snakes on that fake shit
I get mad, leave em shooken up bad like when a quake hit
I got a steez-o thats raw, man
Another brother prevoked, now thats all, damn
Why did he bother to bother a father
knowin forewell that he wont leave to see tomorrow
Be on ur guard when I start to flip shit
Im sick when the God is on to get a grip
[60 Sec. Assassin]
As u enter the hocus pocus, perhaps the dopest
Tote this, for those armed with dope shit
Focus, I blood shot ur lyrics with sarotions
Ferocious sound effects brains go narcotious
Insanity enters humanity like an anime
Invade ur central nervous system mathematically
Schimatic, Im a panic, couldnt hold on to a tablet
Symatic, blood rushin through ur system like an addict
Bomb glistenin, watch for the blow, I deliver it
faster stroll, u wrote, minute, barrier, delinquent
Grabs ur soul, magnetic flux beyond control
Im leavin peeps civic a-moan, sellin soul to the totem pole
All ur possesions I own for my own
The chemical, u clone, commotosis
The syndrome, the rip van the winkle, twinkle twinkle
u caught up with ur days now, roland is a star
What part, whistle heart, intruders travel so far
Not even the master chart would put ya
arteries back apart, for the largest technique
is so ah ah ah
http://www.lyricsbook.net/lyrics/78151.html
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