Vicious Killer Beez

歌詞

(Intro: Holocaust) North Stars, North Star, North Star, Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha Warcloud (Holocaust) Flame tanks, stealth tanks, mammoth tanks, and hover tanks Cargo planes and gun boats, I smother banks Helicopter landing, step off and then shoot standing And blow you into five with a particle beam cannon Skiing off a snowy slope on fire And it's still snowing, the 'Big Wolf on Campus' Shots run rampid, their bodies are now my canvas Hot chain gun your soldiers fell in the sandpits At my weapons factory I am the new prototype If you're like me you're at the repair facility Warcloud, day at the power plant, the War Hawk To ladies Mr Chair-Hands blow a hole through your store lock Bank heist in Kathmandu, it was a slaughter The day Buddha was born it rained tea instead of water Old toys in the 'Old Toy Room' cock revolvers I camouflage in rocks with guns and crystal armours An old man and his wife wrecked their car in the mountains And wandered up 3 miles then to their surprise They found a ghost army hazy in their cataracts And at the tip-top Warcloud threw his battleaxe (Chorus 3X: unknown reggae artist) This Killa Bee, gun shot it by the rain This Killa Bee, yes, you know a blood stain (Christbearer) Christbearer be your vital information Grab the microphone and make something out of nothing (what?) With nodulation, my gestation, germination An Emancipation Proclamation win the vindication MC, MC Freemasonry with the gavel, mystery unravelled (God in the flesh) God in the being, y'all niggas still can't see Jeanie With a flow so dreamy, it's the phenomenally, phenomenal, phenomenon Young Genghis Khan is designed to be on, tip-toe onto the set with my gods in the flex for Tyrannosaurus Rex I gets hotter than the hair on the gazelle Then through the death jail with my style unveiled, off the chain It ain't hard to tell, Christbearer done cracked the scale With Coolie Mack and L (North side) I never let the truth in the false of jail All hail bearer, of the thunder Christbearer (Chorus 3X) (Meko the Pharaoh) Fuck it, let's tear the world up Since everybody motionless and don't give a fuck Moving like an SUV truck, rolling on the right side high Y'all niggas can't fuck with this Long Beach mind Tear down your city make everybody cry And it's a shame how the world's been tricked I move across the nation with my global black fist 'Cause niggas out here is like terrorists We'll blow your whole Ave. up with one stick (Wu!) And I ain't talking 'bout sherm I'm talking 'bout shit to blow your whole damn firm Acting like you concerned about me? (What?) You get dropped G, moving with your paparazzi (nigga) You taking chances like you playing Yahtzee You could never fuck with me, North Star (Yeah) (Mikey Jarrett) Run out of luck, you know them run out of luck fool Run out of luck, you know them run out of luck fool Run out of luck, you know them run out of luck Say when them check it out the Killa Bee them buck off Say when them check it out the Killa Bee them buck off Killa Bee and North Star, we done heard them step up So listen and your lyrics when the God gonna spit Say two shots are now suck up ina your hip So listen and your lyrics when the God gonna spit Say two shots are now stuck up ina your hip So listen and your lyrics will pick up on the spliff We no business if you a Blood and nah care if you a Crip Say when we come through, you know strictly street sweep Say when we come through on the crib, we a creep Boy, you better go and go back down beneath (Outro: Mikey Jarrett) Yo, yo, yo, yo Word up, man, Killa Bee, North Star It's how we do it, blah blah One, niggas