Clash Of The Titans

Killarmy

Take em to war son (Yeah)



Yo wassup dog?



Seven commandments knahmean?



Yo son with the seven commandments




Chorus: (6x)



Yo I'm about the army shit the raw shit



The military war hits with gun clips




[Shogun Assasson]



Yo my battleground's where I lounge



Fightin wars from dusk til dawn



In the trenches of hell



There's more blood spilled than Hamburger Hill



The planet Earth is the battlefield



Enemy troops can't come face to face with death



Black mission caught for cold steel



The last art drill when I open fire



Better aim to kill



As the destruction that I reveal like revelations



Drop Jews like parables that can't be seen with the eye like constellations



You're lost in the nation with no mental vision



Unseen strikes your vital like precision



I'm camouflged in the large with ammunition




[9th Prince]



I'm in deep meditation like the great Indian monk Dowmo



Lyrical desperados thrown like a torpedo from black masks like Zorro



I froze all the scriptures and literature of killers



Riddlers and Hitlers



Sick photographers who paint bloody pictures



Wu-Tang is the foundation, we movin populations



And you can not stand then control the minds of Asians



Candy cat raps gets your tongue cut off and run through his back



Sabotage savages got stabbed as I watched blood drip from their fabrics



Madman ran up in the church and stuck the reverend



Stabbed him with a cross, some say he was stuck by the seven



The seven commandments



Metric equivalents



Meaning many niggas died for pleasures




[Dom PaChino]



I wagin guerilla warfare, supply the yellow jackets



Each one containin a mini sovereign homing mis