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Intro: p.r.

Just the 3rd world
Clear lines of
Understanding, all must be seen clearly
For what are not what they appear to be
360 degrees, understanding, equality,
Killarmy goin take you on flight, buckle up

[p.r.
The last poet construct the
At a self-destruct in your tape
In your or in your truck
Benzy box, box, comstock upon my block
Choppers hovering, bright got me on the spot
Heavy heat,sucked in my boxes, on my meat
rap, take negociations to the street
Money, gear boots, laces hanging from my feet
War is never pretty, get face scrapped on concrete
Its like the worlds against me, forces
Use my resources, refuse to get hung
Off crosses, take no losses, the God gems that flosses
Next lp my teams face all up in the

Like or not, we live in of danger and uncertainty.
is the way, he lived. that is what he leaves us.

Aiyyo, my thoughts flashback to when I was trapped in
In the of our warzone, squeezing off shots
To twist physical like cyclones
But now I'm in the worst part, the art
That watch the ghettos, watch your five buroughs
Because, you and your ten cats sat
Philasticly, and analyzed it, my to be thorough
Like one of tiger woods, golf club
That won the masters, by a
So pass that grass green cashman
This way, so I can that a-way
On my way to the homes of the of shaolin
With king I divine, smile when you enter
The sector of the killa hill
Just be prepared for war and blood
Because there's no exit and no such as three men
You got one man in this game that we play for keeps
And there's definately no arcade, are sprayed
Through the streets you enter it's pitch black
Like the hallways in alcatraz, so run fast you hear the chamber
Of my baby nina, a verse, thats one in the hurse

We today have concluded in to end the war
And bring peace honor in vietnam

prince]
Yo, yo, my lyrics strike like bombs
I speak authority but calm
Bent back nigga like the hunch back from notre
24 track flashbacks, watch the travel like time tracks
I live in the hidden protected by nuclear forces
I fly heads a sorceress, rhyme trocherist
Fight with fatal blows the white lotice
this four time expansion at the wu-mansion
Wu-tang changes mean oxygen, blizzent lint
A lenchmen killed off henchmen
Scriptures of war, my dialog marvels are unstoppable
Killarm, camouflage are marvable
The lost lord of pitfighters,
Left back in the pitch with dark fighters
I slaughter like hussein, giving killing orders

5 months ago saddam hussein started this cruel war kuwait,
Tonight the battle has joined.