Snowgoons, Freestyle, Arsonists, Ide, U.G., Jise One - Warlords lyrics
[Snowgoons, Freestyle, Arsonists, Ide, U.G., Jise One - Warlords lyrics]
Battle scars connect with the Tree Of Souls
Let out roar and destroy vehicles
I kick tanks swallow rockets
Swat helicopters, kill pilot in cockpit uG
Superhero trained different
Jog with cars tied to my back
My frame different
My brain different, move objects with it
Gun cocked back
Blow your brain out of your fitted
You gotta be kidding, your body be missing
Cut in fragments
Harrenhal, I land on your lawn I ride dragons
Slash men with blades, slice through armor
Monster, technique Shaolin vs Lama
Conqueror, we on to, the next planet
Cause panic, cause damage, vanish
Into this air, body burst to gasses
Cyclops, spit flames you turn to ashes
I can see them coming from
Afar but you can tell
They ain't ready for war
Stepping over these bodies stuck on shelves
They ain't ready for war
They don't know that we about
To give them hell they ain't ready for war
Guts they ain't ready for war
Glory they ain't ready for war
Victory wondering how the kingdom fell
They ain't ready for war
Revolution up-rise and then rebel
They ain't ready for war
They don't know we about to give them hell
They ain't ready for war guts
They ain't ready for war glory
They ain't ready for war victory
Rough with stamina
Drop the Tropicana propaganda
The camera caught it but can't record this
Off the decibel charts wrestle with sharks
Rhymes are prologs is Costco impossible
Pop the skull when it drop
Then I pop the bull
Hospital inpatient I'm impatient
For our terms, stars burn like God armor
Honor the godfather, the cause compartment
Was bombarded by Irish car bombings
The fourth prophet, it's off topic
More 'botics
I sport object that shot out more objects
Rules of conscious broke down right
Whores to congress, hold out, no doubt
Charles Bronson never sold out
On the down low we rob like Dow Jones
Out for calzones like Al Capone
I flip tones out control
Bound the flow like throw down the road
Also wind your soul till it erodes
Until a cloud of smoke
Think I'm on fire grab the extinguisher
Administer wi-fi sentence to shatter dreams
Spirit's lift to come drift us
Sledge hammer bulging blisters on both hands
Trick diagnostic to catalogue I
Smash the monologue
Dialogue finish your killer epilogue
Switch the fist up
Chucked between the four trips of
Clash of the Titans
With both cannons drawn on shitty paper
The world burn with no chaser, human eraser
Ego deflated bitch
Unload the faction and tailor made
I walk planks rocking a pair of God's shades
Taking the day of my death
Carry my own chalk
Investigative reports show that I
Never been bought
My dirt is so squeaky clean
Banging my head on padded walls is so crazy
It needs to be soul smashing
Intuition is lacking
Now how the fuck did you happen?
Creative Juices
Snowgoons collab we took the
Planet of madness
I'ma kick this like when Gods
On top of Mt olympus
A lot of bitches try to bond
To find a common interest
But I think it's probably best that
You should mind your business
Cause even your mind can get stomped
By a whole squad of ninjas
I show you suckers the wrath of
God and I'm not religious
Select the poem, just wanna be left alone
Set the tone, stepping stone
Creative Juices forever
Others attempt to clone
But even less is known
Surviving wars with no rules
Crush planets to four moons
Dope tunes by Snowgoons
Resurrected from old tombs no ammo left
Show you the full strength of nanotech
Wrap ten fingers around your narrow neck
Till you can't breathe with ease
And squeeze the flow of the Ganges river is
Smacking bitches i toss soldiers like kids
Playing with action figures
Get shot in the face with rapping lyrics