, I got engadged with buck shots that you can't stomach, You ain't a killer you a album filler, You ain't a soldier you a rap premoter, Game over...
my hat is like a shark's fin Man-made terror, hungry jaws of death Y'all don't cross my depths, I'll pause your breaths I cause you to sink down forty
cries next door I just wanna hold his hand Sometimes it gets so hard With my head buried in the sand The holy squad is filled with hate Terror strikes
I ain't yo gangsta, just a young nigga caught up in the struggle Born hustler, goin for the jugular Out to take the beast down, piece down might be too
chained Take revenge for their savagery Beaten, whipped, and stoned While being dragged Down the road To execute the anthropophagi The crowd hungry for their death Strikes a terror
awaits you when you parish i'm murder and i'm rape, sadistic pain is my obsession i strike the souls down from the grave you'll fear my name, i am possession
Originally performed by Sodom Behind the scenes of destiny I adore you in this song for me Call me within your holy house to dwell Let me raise for myself
spark Tremble like a alcoholic, muscles lighten up What's that, lighten up, you see a sight but Suddenly you feel like you're in a horror flick You grab
Well I've worn the Mounties crimson, if you're silent and you listen You'll know that it was with them that I stood When Mayerthorpe, she cried, as her four horsemen died Gunned down
lid of terror Feel the deadly cold freeze you from inside Perceiving your intentions to slay the phantom form Raise the stake in malice you cannot plunge it down
the mist filled air Your concentration breaks for me to strike You've cowered down, you've broken the chain Now I can freeze your burning eyes You
me to strike You've cowered down, you've broken the chain Now I can freeze your burning eyes You see me lift the axe, it plunges through your shield You
with me across the forest I wish to see the terror in your eyes You can beg and you can shout But you know that nobody will help you I'm breathing blood
shoving lip glass in your little faces Like that! "Do you like that?" "If you had hands attached to your arms would you fight back?" I hijacked your
eyes, take a stand fight the force and all their lies Chorus So strike back the force, go out and stop their brutality course, if not, then there's terror
spark You tremble like a alcoholic, muscles tighten up What's that, lighten up, you see a sight but Suddenly you feel like your in a horror flick You
my payroll Aye yo, I'm a terrorize charge and slay shows Ra slay flows go as far as the Barbados On the turntable, sound like tornadoes My style is performed like tropical storms You