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Chorus
It seems it never fail (x3)
that the devils got domes locked in hell
so return to the darkside
snakes are the that stares you in the eyes
death is a penalty when you die
Islord
blood seaks out ya right eye
the war against the brain
the mad pain will be felt
watch da sun the rain expert through his own work
Islord choppin' his way up to Billboard
the top notch I got mc's gatherin' sold their life
similiar to Fort Knox
Lyrical shots and shot rap and fire style
Killarmy Profilin' mostly buck whilin'
at the click put it to ten max
to the up most is ghost's
on the first lyrical dose
that'll wreck ya brain like uncooked cocaine
str-8 from the crates of the cocoa click
chant Killarmy from Bronx Don Juan
Chorus
It seems it never fail (x3)
that the devils got domes locked in hell
so return to the darkside
snakes are the that stares you in the eyes
death is a penalty when you die
9th Prince
Let me survive after the fully moon
facin' changed said
lettin' oracles of oracle man
solid liquid and gas
I became an Ill fad and cryin' of shame
and heal the pain of less of my name
and taggin' on the wall
bited and blood stains
'til the whole world can see
the reality of a madess conspiracy
dark heavens slangin' in chemical smoke
and hold ya breath or death
if not ya choke and
speak that what preachers will say
I gash him to pieces when he comes my way
blood is worser to the storm
and the singers I jacked
who are going to die perhaps
I sang watchin' men through the valleys again
then I spin into a circle of wind
which is a tornado or I'm dangerous
like David Caress of Waco
to wake up the ammo
Killarmy dipped in green like deniro
Chorus
It seems it never fail (x3)
that the devils got domes locked in hell
so return to the darkside
snakes are the that stares you in the eyes
death is a penalty when you die