Kool G Rap, Reel Wolf, Ironic, Swifty McVay - Gods & Gladiators lyrics
[Kool G Rap, Reel Wolf, Ironic, Swifty McVay - Gods & Gladiators lyrics]
Old Testament violence, vengeance
Thunder and
Lightening Hell-fire and brimstone
Clash of the Titans
Hold a mic like Poseidon's
Trident, half viking, half lycan
Reel Wolf in the field, burying barbarians
Sheepskin on my back as I
Clap at your chariot ghost Ridin'
The whip come through the arena
Control the coliseum all hail Julius Caesar!
Witness the rebirth of Prime
Minister Pete Nice
Heart froze, with the burner ignite
I am from ice effectively, deception scheme
Perfect treachery like weaponry
Pretendin' to rest
The beast that beheadin'
My enemies relentlessly
Amateurs can't match this
Military strategist
Semi-automatic cannons blast on behalf
Of the sadomasochist
Illuminate the road to the
Masochist as haters remains burn
The gladiator days have returned
KGR the conqueror I'm like Attila the Hun
Slay niggers and chill while they hunting
And chilling for fun Murder, rape
Pillage the slum ten seconds
For the villains to run
I decapitate all the militant ones
Giancana state
Never really fond of they place
Nigga, my sword penetrate through
Your armor plate
I will put my fist through your
Skull like it was Thor's hammer
Make your whore stand up and
Let my whore slam her
Put your kids in the hands
Of mans with poor manners
More of a chance to get thrown
In pit's with four panthers
Better pray I let them live
Hope the lord answers
Biggest legion in the region
We casual door rammers
I'm the top dog
You can't compare this Mossberg
To a sharp sword
I'll have an angel playing the harp for em
A warrior
Striking with the force of a harpoon
Stabbing your abdomen, my aim is immaculate
No matter how many men you
Have in your clique i'm clapping this gat
I'm sending them back
Flipping is accurate as an Olympic medalist
Blow the head off your shoulders
Have 'em rolling like boulders in avalanches
Cold as the Aspens
When assassinating bastards
Grabbing them with the strength of Samson
This mag sagging in my pants dragging my
Scrotum sac through the avenue laughing
My head spinning like Tasmanian
Devil after the
Jägermeister and yak attack my bladder
It's a matter of life and
Death tampering with this bastard
Cancelling these excessive backstabbers
I cut 'em faster
Than an aggressive cancer before it travels