"what is your style and what is clan? " "the soldier, and military style." "oh? so may be a war."
sin] Universal Yo, yo
Automatically I reign supreme, laser beam and graze your brain Hit your spleen, ricochet and decay, clean Find a lies, cries, your eyes soldier's lies Look beyond the skies though the soul roll with A few brave names who misbehave Killarmy style rushin the in jiggy waves The killa bee ministry forms another Physically recoffin and any savage mentally Solidify negative are liquified by the masses Prolly find them bastards in gaseous For stampedin in all elements Universal soldiers, the sacred seven men
pachino] In the industries enemies tryin to me Finish me, mercenaries go on a spree The art of war, a siege is risky Like an armed struggle, shots flingin doubles and they me Cause I'm immune to situations is my formation to different locations If I get caught then I been That the plan I was plottin wasn't stable I gotta go back to the drawing And start from rearranging the whole map Changin the blueprints, make sure no one's tapped In fact son, that must've been the Take the off the hook, we gonna do this deal solemn In us we trust and when the came and rushed no time to discuss, grab our God jewels and bust Cause I with the unit, 360 degrees Tight an ovary, ain't no more casualties Bein reputed, we sever reign
[shogun Yo to protect and arm myself with intellect Life is on cause I serve at the dude in the army I come with the new wu order and notes The battlesite, planet earth, niggas quotes Attack the wilderness a virus with no anidotes There is no Wagin war on the devil's Zero in and I catch a I see a valley of men castin on those who did sins 19 million strong, appear in your in military gear Camouflaged commandos, outlaws, desperados take the by storm Operation come and devil city and destroy illumination The worship of light, skull and bones was the devil's whipped cardinals and one pope
[9th Yo arabian killarmy left on the battlefield Warfare's sport navy seals for pella fighter in armored jet planes I burn than propane Army suit is stained with bloodstains from remains The red army, movin the desert on camels and black horses Camouflaged fortress, four horsemen blowin out of proportion I'm trapped in a line of fire, all our be inside the empire Rhymes are sharp barbed wires Vocal shit the air like On gunpowder rains like showers Camouflaged pillow with skies in range soldier soul controller I jehovah left the sash as closure of wars Battlegrounds ruled by lords armed with I meditate seven miles away kuwait Where water runs dry through and fountains On weekends catch me collectin heads at the mountains