- Guru War Tactics 歌詞
- Guru
- One,Morgan Isle two,Morgan Isle three
Eh Yo, check it
Im about to black out,pull the mack out,blow your back out
New Child, ****** sick wit it ,Ive been spit it
Realest **** I ever wrote,left ya ****** starvin and craze
Like Johnny I blaze Life a ***** robbin a case
East Harlem on that ass,starving for that cash
Morph city mash ***** you get smashed
Outlaw Immortal lifeline Only ****** doin it right
Call my name and you die tonight
Give a **** about the future,Grim Reaper call a coward to hell
Murder one living out on bail
And I dont give a **** about yall
Faggot ***** * blowing they brains,from going insane
Me,I keep inflicting the pain
See your soul rise,skip town wit four pows
Four life guys, wit .45 thats no lie
Block to block , Im show shock
****** know not to ever in they life approach me
Cause yo, Im a killa for rilla, my nilla
This is binge rap,savage ***** * sticking out they chest,like revel
You want war then lets do it, get right in to it
**** the lolly game, body bags and dust floor,War tactics
War tactics Ignorant * ************ get they ass kicked
I got it mastered, ya basterd
Word the dirty,Way past 7:30 ya hazard
Dont wanna see heaven early
I study fire Plus I got 11 worthy calibers Word tha Mack
Step in the arena, Ima haveta hurt ya black
Now ya hurt, by the way that you act
For your ***** ass image,I cant believe why they pay you that
Try to ignore me,Ima get gory and straight pay you back
Like the Ying and the Yang Click and the bang,Im sick and deranged
And I came with a new team 2 set it on ya record and ya quickly changed
Ima parlay after a hard day of schooling suckers
And the like the groupon say Kill you stupid *************
I dont trust ya If I dont know ya
Disarm ya man and cold body blow ya,War tactics
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Yo, yo. Im hot.I carry heat like I walk wit the sun
When I speak, bullets shoot I talk wit my gun
Yo man lie wit you Planning hits,spying wit you,get high wit you
Beef, yo ride wit you,that ***** cry wit you
He is when my nine hits you
If he standing by wit you,his ass gonna die wit you
He dwelled wit em, so I shoot em he felt wit them
Tail split them,jail flipped em,empty my shells in em
They well hit em,bullet jing wit bell in em
Let my eternal spell get em,watch em burn in hell wit em
My ammo, best chosen to take out my best opponent
Guaranteed to rip your vest open and leave your flesh smoking
Yo vest open, wit blood to your chest swollen
Im erect chokin, squeeze till yo neck broken
My gun, my clip, my bullet we all like rough
When I shoot you gonna fall like the season after summer
Im forced to step up, when death crep up
My diamonds shine for any kind that wanna try to get they rep up
Two in place, hit em, get em, make em bounce for Pac and Yak
Amerikkkaz most wanted Now the feds wanna jock a lot
*****, this the Outlawz; aint nobody holding us back
They cancel shows They knowing we explode on tracks
Abusive Come find the firearms for this new ****
Get thirty different names and get Kadafi, still cant do ****
I serve ya clique Ya Mack I got the urge to spit
Ya never heard of this ****,Verbally Im murderous
They broke us up and they broke us slanging coke like a locster
I see death around the corner, with two nines in my holster
The cognac sipper big barrels by my zipper
And I aint trying to miss ya when Im tipsy of the liquor
Im controversial, you overrated like Herschel
I refuse to go commercial,they say patience is the virtue
I cant help if my squad up against all odds
After shows you get robbed,for my ****** that died
I run ya town like Emmett, only 5 minute tenet
Outlaw general, Im Makaveli lieutenant
War tactics
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War Tactics,War Tactics
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