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War and Peace
444Trumpets>
Two Swords To Conquer Believe Once The Space Ship Arrives Like
Beams Of Glory From Skies (is it me or you talking about the motherplane?)
the Clouds Move Patterns Of Doom nice
soon The Endless Deceit With Armies Retreat
around Sounds Of Trumpets 4 Corners Bring Actions
Fury Like Mercury More Iron For Heat To Penetrate Escape
the Winds Who Shall Win Begin The Times...
This here was like a poem or some type of spoken word.
.5KutSkeleton>
this pair of comparable corpses sizzles the air on the unaware american forces i like that line there!
flagrant warnings waived in the wake of mourning parents
this apparent storming of angels warring is the wake of satan's support wing torn at the seams
I just paint the scene, no score to see
hold court in the streets until my pores bleed tortured screams
hard core beliefs and star wars beats,
charged particles leave charred debris at the heart of beef
the car thief of starvin chiefs, I carve darts in the teeth of larger kings
come start me
crumble dark leaves, spark the lean and depart with fleets
I am the ark
the target of fiends, long lived in the department of Rings
everything was fire bro!
War and Peace>
ALERT
rotation of the troops
they impatiently wait
re-stationed on the outskirts of Beruiti like how you started this
fatigues out-dated
infantry recruits distribute meager rations of dehydrated fruit and how it led to this here!
commanders abort helicopter escort
too expensive to provide support
Semper Fi cohort's tempers is short
portable mortars cause exstensive damage to the airport
enter bloodsport this here was tight too!
ChristO>
the trues is when the angels listen to God's word [Gab']
any stranger not familia/familiar with us and got nerve?
heavy bangers lighten up when emptying out
if not us, the clique-clak tighten up burial mounds
certain threads trying to sew me up owe me bucks
to slow me up gon' take y'all lives, to show me what?
I ain't pointing out anointed crowns
I'm just pointing rounds at shit talking mouths like what toilets 'bout...
nice punches in there!
Bronze Feet>
sittin on the frontlines, where a soldier can
only delve into his mind/
there he finds, he has no remorse,
for every human turned corpse/nice visuals here!
short fuses, heavy drug usage
burn down the village/
we call they house "hooch's"
it's where the prostitutes is/
then flares pop, attack on launch
run to the dugout, to see my buddy/
brains blown out, haunted but undaunted
all the war prizes i flaunted/
haunted by thoughts unconscious
trained in topics such as, firing rocket launchas/
jumpin out of helicoptas, in the eyes of people
we monstas, pure evil, but someone has/
to protect yo freedom, been war ever since Eden
mistreatin and beatin, raped and duck taped/
shaped charge blow off the gates
first man to enter meets his fate/
i aint losin another man, airplanes napalm strafe
a soldiers mindstate, is theres not enough lives to take
The best verse here hit me the hardest you painted a vivid picture!
Sheepish Lord of Chaos>
GORE! GORE! Watch the ways of wars it’s HARD! TORN!
Art taught by the gallants of villains and heroes painted in graphic murals/
This is the draw back hold stack cake off of small packs
Back packing rap hazard happen tragedy mastery we rugged & uncut, FUCK OFF! /
This THE HOLLOWED SHEEP dormitory creep
Coming through wit a mask, gloves n blades/
Open tone check marrow phone book brick by the hook
Shank the kick WIDE RIGHT wit the LACES OUT
You “Marino” marina wanna be’s flows cheesed swizzle sizzle off the grate/
Graded by the holes you sneeze through I’m gaseous by the chemical formation
Hydro cosmic holocaustic on flags we accosted patriotic when I’m Baltic/
BLOATED WIT SKEWS put cha ass back in the pews, teach the truths to the youths
I be in the booth, booked and piled up wit MATH scatter like roaches
When the Sheep approaches without no encroachment wit atonement/
This THE 100 BAR KILLAH murder versa never TAP OUT
You either spit cha heart out or you don’t approach the cipher/
I got allot of WAR & PEACE WITHIN ME attempting to dedicate
Relegate decisions to an infinite infantry predicated by the Hagakure/
I’m packed wit the BLOODSHOT EYES read from trees, stress n diabetes
If you want to emcee wit me check cha ego at the door cuz we gets RAW/
Golden shark democratic tactical plagues WAR-MACHINE battle armor raised
Be ways faded by cuts never shaven old age seen/
War paint drama slang hang by the bodega flow flavor
Sharp as blade come closer open fist cut tripping bard wire piss
I leave most cats castrated by the way I’m hydroplaning/
Garment measure faster blade masquerade
Cancerous cells migrate from amebas to multi-cell beings/
Check the jeans, my DNA be RNA for the suckers
Who trying task up like the Mario Bros/
Don’t checkmate I torment any emcee who fiend
For the means to master crafts by GREENS/
It’s bizarre when I get raw open up minds chopping down the biggest veins
See my mask be the helmet I rock wit ventilation coming through wit vital penetration/
I’m sicker invasive classically trained in lyrical martial arts Buddha slang
Hold cha totem facet jackers get packed into RUBRIK’S CUBES wit color coated views/
Enter my section you’ll be in for a rude awakening with a slight of thunder
Rumbling earthquake take my chamber from BORN to TORN crop your corns/
Sheepish you definitely have a unique style of your own.
444Trumpets>
Intervine Devilish Seen The Fire In The Sky Resembles Lies Of Faith
Unholy Times Of Space In Which We Wonder Fall Under Sin
In Cases Of War I Swing The Sword
Wounderers Carry The Weight Cant Escape
Young Ones In Need Teach The Seeds Scripts Open The View Of The
Scene
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Circum The Vulture
Fake Islamic
Ruining The Culture
"FATIGUED" (444Trumpets/.5KutSkeleton/War and Peace/ChristO/Bronze Feet/Sheepish Lord
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