Rap Ace, MoeRoc - Arch Nemesis lyrics
[Rap Ace, MoeRoc - Arch Nemesis lyrics]
Do you remember me? I remember you
And all that you have done murderer, monster
How many hundreds of lives have you ended?
How many thousands have you made mourn
The lost of their loved ones
Now it's your turn
Straight from the Rotten Apple
Rock headbands and Afros
Swords are sharp, get ready to rap, yo
Life part reality, part part two
On and swizzy, he illuminate the groove
He get less friends and more enemies
Style get hittin' me, bars about his pennies
He understand the art of war
Gettin' this chick what she bargain for
A killer who heart is pure
Young Samurai, let the gun go
The blood amplify, living by a landslide
Warrior who see death around the corner
I execute first, yeah, God upon us
Afro, always stick to the script
Fry the biggest fish who on the list
Well trained in the arts, he had
Many battles in parks
Before the real action spark
Afro stamina, reap what you sow
Yeah, we the chosen, you can teach the glow
Just like LeRoy he The Last Dragon
See that boy, Afro's my decoy
Blow up, house or village on my journey
Sting before it burn me
Fascinate before they learn me
My arch nemesis, a god that's man
Eye of genesis
She know I got the best sword that senses
Stay in the trenches
Art who kill you in inches
The Afro hand shit sharp his sword
Stay swinging
It's war, where angels, Gods & demons
Aiyo, Duel of the Iron Mic
It's 52 ways to get hit when my iron strike
Travel the land, shotgun into some thing
Aim straight for the top, spot the womb
Get men cut her up, it's all game
Hit 'em out the ballgame move to the left
Never slow in the wrong lane
Architecht flow, disect your paradine
Guillotine sword, you fraud
You can't battle I
Aliby? My blade, in your blood
When it's war time, believe it's no love
Resurrect from the top of the set, blows up
Chop straight through to ya neck
Ya show's up
Ninja, talk slick, money out his injure
Never bite the hand that feed ya or defend ya
It's MoeRoc, Samurai with a chrome Glock
Don't shock, through the diagram
And it don't stop
The mission eclip', Afro on his tip
Be all, see all, if he ready to tee off
I got to kill a man, as soon he off
The sword lead off is all our action
Bazooka watching, what's happening
Yeah, Samurai fire, a bulletproof attire
After every war, Afro elevate higher
It's war, is it in there?
And all that you have done murderer, monster
How many hundreds of lives have you ended?
How many thousands have you made mourn
The lost of their loved ones
Now it's your turn
Straight from the Rotten Apple
Rock headbands and Afros
Swords are sharp, get ready to rap, yo
Life part reality, part part two
On and swizzy, he illuminate the groove
He get less friends and more enemies
Style get hittin' me, bars about his pennies
He understand the art of war
Gettin' this chick what she bargain for
A killer who heart is pure
Young Samurai, let the gun go
The blood amplify, living by a landslide
Warrior who see death around the corner
I execute first, yeah, God upon us
Afro, always stick to the script
Fry the biggest fish who on the list
Well trained in the arts, he had
Many battles in parks
Before the real action spark
Afro stamina, reap what you sow
Yeah, we the chosen, you can teach the glow
Just like LeRoy he The Last Dragon
See that boy, Afro's my decoy
Blow up, house or village on my journey
Sting before it burn me
Fascinate before they learn me
My arch nemesis, a god that's man
Eye of genesis
She know I got the best sword that senses
Stay in the trenches
Art who kill you in inches
The Afro hand shit sharp his sword
Stay swinging
It's war, where angels, Gods & demons
Aiyo, Duel of the Iron Mic
It's 52 ways to get hit when my iron strike
Travel the land, shotgun into some thing
Aim straight for the top, spot the womb
Get men cut her up, it's all game
Hit 'em out the ballgame move to the left
Never slow in the wrong lane
Architecht flow, disect your paradine
Guillotine sword, you fraud
You can't battle I
Aliby? My blade, in your blood
When it's war time, believe it's no love
Resurrect from the top of the set, blows up
Chop straight through to ya neck
Ya show's up
Ninja, talk slick, money out his injure
Never bite the hand that feed ya or defend ya
It's MoeRoc, Samurai with a chrome Glock
Don't shock, through the diagram
And it don't stop
The mission eclip', Afro on his tip
Be all, see all, if he ready to tee off
I got to kill a man, as soon he off
The sword lead off is all our action
Bazooka watching, what's happening
Yeah, Samurai fire, a bulletproof attire
After every war, Afro elevate higher
It's war, is it in there?