(feat. U-God)
(Hook: 9th Prince + (U-God))
Shoot down planes, war games, in the black Range
with the snipe for aim cuz yo (it's militant)
Phillipine bitches in the black tint, commando
Showdown at the main event (it's militant)
We carry hand grenades, ooh-ahhs, and AK's
(B9) Two G, Eiloheine, submachine,
(B9) AT magazines, courage under fire (we killin shit)
(9th Prince)
Aiyyo fatigue, G.I.Joe's in armored tanks
American heroes covered with paint, black and gold like the Saints
Commandoes got rank, no blanks
I rack the 12 gauge, Shogun voices like exotic warfare
You die when you feel the bass, you dressed to kill
Let it play Six the Hard Way - we let off like 47 AK's
Okay, okay?
(Beretta 9)
Yo, walls all red don, Killa-Arm recon
Our fleet bomb, all year long, surrender arms
Black Napoleon, petroleum, blitzkreig Mongolian
Missle whistle on the approach, sendin militiamen
Foxhole, fire in the hole, lick a shot slow
Y'all know, y'all analog niggaz best take a stroll
Or wind up in critical - passed out, mobile army
Beretta on the trigger y'all - how could you figure?!
Marksman status
(Chorus)
(Dom Pachino)
Make love to M-16's, when I step on the scene
With a fat mack and a fat stack, magazine
Camoflauge kinda swamp green
Cream for my face, cadets get laced from the neck up
Taste the blood from a leaf cut, you been struck
You weak ****, Killarmy's the best
Affiliated with the best, so there's no contest
And when we launch these missles they be no one left
Terrorists, blow smoke niggaz choke, hold ya breath
and went, niggaz lay rounds on the block where's the ref?
(Shogun Assassin)
Great scott, check my diabolical plots
I got a fetish for the fiendish, **** the drama **** this be that hit
This murder in the first degree, and death be your penalty
When you try to mimic the army
you become a casualty of World War Three
We come through back to back, every man strapped, ready to handle that
Pre-****ed, ready to trigger that
Sauna raps, live on stage, at the Basker's, swordsman strike back
Lash out on attack, slash through ya back
Got a deal, a murder contract, to assassinate ya calmly on this track
(Chorus) - 2X
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:03.60](feat. U-God)
[00:04.86](Hook: 9th Prince + (U-God))
[00:05.31]Shoot down planes, war games, in the black Range
[00:07.71]with the snipe for aim cuz yo (it's militant)
[00:10.20]Phillipine bitches in the black tint, commando
[00:12.45]Showdown at the main event (it's militant)
[00:15.12]We carry hand grenades, ooh-ahhs, and AK's
[00:20.28](B9) Two G, Eiloheine, submachine,
[00:22.20](B9) AT magazines, courage under fire (we killin shit)
[00:24.96](9th Prince)
[00:25.14]Aiyyo fatigue, G.I.Joe's in armored tanks
[00:27.24]American heroes covered with paint, black and gold like the Saints
[00:30.12]Commandoes got rank, no blanks
[00:35.01]I rack the 12 gauge, Shogun voices like exotic warfare
[00:38.52]You die when you feel the bass, you dressed to kill
[00:40.80]Let it play Six the Hard Way - we let off like 47 AK's
[00:44.19]Okay, okay?
[00:45.12](Beretta 9)
[00:45.33]Yo, walls all red don, Killa-Arm recon
[00:47.91]Our fleet bomb, all year long, surrender arms
[00:50.22]Black Napoleon, petroleum, blitzkreig Mongolian
[00:53.01]Missle whistle on the approach, sendin militiamen
[00:55.56]Foxhole, fire in the hole, lick a shot slow
[00:57.99]Y'all know, y'all analog niggaz best take a stroll
[01:00.45]Or wind up in critical - passed out, mobile army
[01:06.81]Beretta on the trigger y'all - how could you figure?!
[01:09.33]Marksman status
[01:29.01](Chorus)
[01:30.03](Dom Pachino)
[01:33.06]Make love to M-16's, when I step on the scene
[01:35.67]With a fat mack and a fat stack, magazine
[01:38.19]Camoflauge kinda swamp green
[01:39.78]Cream for my face, cadets get laced from the neck up
[01:42.18]Taste the blood from a leaf cut, you been struck
[01:44.16]You weak ****, Killarmy's the best
[01:45.78]Affiliated with the best, so there's no contest
[01:48.30]And when we launch these missles they be no one left
[01:50.79]Terrorists, blow smoke niggaz choke, hold ya breath
[01:53.31]and went, niggaz lay rounds on the block where's the ref?
[01:55.74](Shogun Assassin)
[01:56.16]Great scott, check my diabolical plots
[01:58.38]I got a fetish for the fiendish, **** the drama **** this be that hit
[02:01.26]This murder in the first degree, and death be your penalty
[02:03.87]When you try to mimic the army
[02:05.31]you become a casualty of World War Three
[02:07.14]We come through back to back, every man strapped, ready to handle that
[02:10.62]Pre-****ed, ready to trigger that
[02:12.09]Sauna raps, live on stage, at the Basker's, swordsman strike back
[02:15.45]Lash out on attack, slash through ya back
[02:17.55]Got a deal, a murder contract, to assassinate ya calmly on this track
[03:06.88](Chorus) - 2X
(feat. U-God)
(Hook: 9th Prince + (U-God))
Shoot down planes, war games, in the black Range
with the snipe for aim cuz yo (it's militant)
Phillipine bitches in the black tint, commando
Showdown at the main event (it's militant)
We carry hand grenades, ooh-ahhs, and AK's
(B9) Two G, Eiloheine, submachine,
(B9) AT magazines, courage under fire (we killin shit)
(9th Prince)
Aiyyo fatigue, G.I.Joe's in armored tanks
American heroes covered with paint, black and gold like the Saints
Commandoes got rank, no blanks
I rack the 12 gauge, Shogun voices like exotic warfare
You die when you feel the bass, you dressed to kill
Let it play Six the Hard Way - we let off like 47 AK's
Okay, okay?
(Beretta 9)
Yo, walls all red don, Killa-Arm recon
Our fleet bomb, all year long, surrender arms
Black Napoleon, petroleum, blitzkreig Mongolian
Missle whistle on the approach, sendin militiamen
Foxhole, fire in the hole, lick a shot slow
Y'all know, y'all analog niggaz best take a stroll
Or wind up in critical - passed out, mobile army
Beretta on the trigger y'all - how could you figure?!
Marksman status
(Chorus)
(Dom Pachino)
Make love to M-16's, when I step on the scene
With a fat mack and a fat stack, magazine
Camoflauge kinda swamp green
Cream for my face, cadets get laced from the neck up
Taste the blood from a leaf cut, you been struck
You weak ****, Killarmy's the best
Affiliated with the best, so there's no contest
And when we launch these missles they be no one left
Terrorists, blow smoke niggaz choke, hold ya breath
and went, niggaz lay rounds on the block where's the ref?
(Shogun Assassin)
Great scott, check my diabolical plots
I got a fetish for the fiendish, **** the drama **** this be that hit
This murder in the first degree, and death be your penalty
When you try to mimic the army
you become a casualty of World War Three
We come through back to back, every man strapped, ready to handle that
Pre-****ed, ready to trigger that
Sauna raps, live on stage, at the Basker's, swordsman strike back
Lash out on attack, slash through ya back
Got a deal, a murder contract, to assassinate ya calmly on this track
(Chorus) - 2X
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:03.60](feat. U-God)
[00:04.86](Hook: 9th Prince + (U-God))
[00:05.31]Shoot down planes, war games, in the black Range
[00:07.71]with the snipe for aim cuz yo (it's militant)
[00:10.20]Phillipine bitches in the black tint, commando
[00:12.45]Showdown at the main event (it's militant)
[00:15.12]We carry hand grenades, ooh-ahhs, and AK's
[00:20.28](B9) Two G, Eiloheine, submachine,
[00:22.20](B9) AT magazines, courage under fire (we killin shit)
[00:24.96](9th Prince)
[00:25.14]Aiyyo fatigue, G.I.Joe's in armored tanks
[00:27.24]American heroes covered with paint, black and gold like the Saints
[00:30.12]Commandoes got rank, no blanks
[00:35.01]I rack the 12 gauge, Shogun voices like exotic warfare
[00:38.52]You die when you feel the bass, you dressed to kill
[00:40.80]Let it play Six the Hard Way - we let off like 47 AK's
[00:44.19]Okay, okay?
[00:45.12](Beretta 9)
[00:45.33]Yo, walls all red don, Killa-Arm recon
[00:47.91]Our fleet bomb, all year long, surrender arms
[00:50.22]Black Napoleon, petroleum, blitzkreig Mongolian
[00:53.01]Missle whistle on the approach, sendin militiamen
[00:55.56]Foxhole, fire in the hole, lick a shot slow
[00:57.99]Y'all know, y'all analog niggaz best take a stroll
[01:00.45]Or wind up in critical - passed out, mobile army
[01:06.81]Beretta on the trigger y'all - how could you figure?!
[01:09.33]Marksman status
[01:29.01](Chorus)
[01:30.03](Dom Pachino)
[01:33.06]Make love to M-16's, when I step on the scene
[01:35.67]With a fat mack and a fat stack, magazine
[01:38.19]Camoflauge kinda swamp green
[01:39.78]Cream for my face, cadets get laced from the neck up
[01:42.18]Taste the blood from a leaf cut, you been struck
[01:44.16]You weak ****, Killarmy's the best
[01:45.78]Affiliated with the best, so there's no contest
[01:48.30]And when we launch these missles they be no one left
[01:50.79]Terrorists, blow smoke niggaz choke, hold ya breath
[01:53.31]and went, niggaz lay rounds on the block where's the ref?
[01:55.74](Shogun Assassin)
[01:56.16]Great scott, check my diabolical plots
[01:58.38]I got a fetish for the fiendish, **** the drama **** this be that hit
[02:01.26]This murder in the first degree, and death be your penalty
[02:03.87]When you try to mimic the army
[02:05.31]you become a casualty of World War Three
[02:07.14]We come through back to back, every man strapped, ready to handle that
[02:10.62]Pre-****ed, ready to trigger that
[02:12.09]Sauna raps, live on stage, at the Basker's, swordsman strike back
[02:15.45]Lash out on attack, slash through ya back
[02:17.55]Got a deal, a murder contract, to assassinate ya calmly on this track
[03:06.88](Chorus) - 2X
<9th Prince>
Yeah, yeah
Master of all self-hate
Shaolin cipher heat, niggas
For my militant soldiers
Yeah, check it out
Yo, yo
As night falls the comm...
Tonight you pukes will sleep with your rifles.
You're married to this piece, this weapon of iron and wood.
And you will be faithful!
This is my rifle
...
It seems it never fail (x3) that the devils got ****in domes locked in hell so return to the darkside snakes are the niggas that stares you in the eye...
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, th...
(Beretta 9)
This is for all y'all wanna be
Millitant, Camoflauge (Y'all ****ers ain't raw)
Word up, we 'bout to show you how it's done (Word up man)
H...
(reporter)
Kidnappings, bombings, highjackings and mass murders (a woman)
Leave the
Girl alone, leave alone!!! (reporter)
It's time to go to war *****...
(sung)
Please lift us up where we belong
All this time we're holdin on
Lift us up where we belong
(Dom Pachino)
Mastermind, holdin through crimes
Seen...