Blitz Inc.
Quelle: Spotify
Intro. King Syze:
Yeah, Blitz Incorporated nigga we comin' to get y'all niggas. Uh, Army Of The Pharaohs, check it out yo.
Chorus. King Syze: Best believe, we roll up on your squad like a Blitzkreig.
Better get your man or would you rather see him bleed?
We here now, we aint got time to wait.
Make no mistake real niggas challenge their fate.
Verse1. Vinnie Paz aka Ikon the Hologram:
Yeah... Yeah this is war cousin, i cock the hammer and kill, its Vinnie Pazienza outta Hamburger Hill.
You ramblin' still? We scramblin' still.
If the beats doesn't get you , then the ambulance will.
So hand me the steel.
I fire iron when, I find a faggot caught in the spell of Leviathan.
I keep my eye on him.
'Coz he a bastard, severed the head of the gator in lake Placid.
You mother fuckers is blind you need glasses, i seen how the game changed I adapted, I seen how your dame changed to my madness, I seen how your brain maimed by my axes.
But you a fascist, and y'all thugs, you as genuine as a mother-in-laws hugs.
We the veterans that'l be sendin y'all slugs, but we gentlemen so tell 'em its all love.
Verse 2. King Syze:
Yo, yo im demented nigga, be prepared for what you're facin', the mind of God and Satan, combined with domination.
I'm the rawest, roughest, toughest thing you ever heard of.
In my studio session, blessin', emcee's be gettin' murdered.
I'm one of a kind, puttin' 1 up in your fuckin' spine, when i get to shine, believe its through the grind.
Damn right we cocky, I fell no one can rock wit' us, i bless the mic religious, on track i spit ignorant.
Somethin you never heard, gigantic with every word, gigantic with every slur, most stagnant with every herb.
Yo, but more pollution, this beats therapeutic solution, my disputes sendin rappers into execution.
Death row, Syze got the best flow, Y'all lazy mother fuckers talkin' 'bout "Leeeets blow!".
All of us, Q-D plus, yeah we goin' right by you like an off-duty bus, nigga.
Chorus.
King Syze: Best believe, we roll up on your squad like a Blitzkreig.
Better get your man or would you rather see him bleed?
We here now, we aint got time to wait.
Make no mistake real niggas challenge their fate.
Verse 3. Esoteric:
Ayo my words murder sets, I'll Blitzkreig your league like a German vet.
Bulls eye, slash through your turtle neck.
And bones to pick, hit two hundred and six.
Im runnin' with cliques that'l hit you like a ton on bricks.
Straight put you in a ditch like a mob-related death.
I take it to your chest make a mess of your flesh.
My paragraphs breath hate, I was sent to heaven, resurrected with a clean slate, now i sleep 'till late.
Men in each state dead from this, The Esoterorist, the real mother fucker like Oedipus.
Your patheticness is why, you mother fuckers touch the mic and die.
Guilty as the plea, King Syze and Co-D.They wont let us go free, blood thristy killers, phychological thriller, beatin' my chest like gorillas.
We got the city in smash, y'all pitty's just trash, while you small-timers finishin' last.
Chorus x2.
King Syze:
Best believe, we roll up on your squad like a Blitzkreig.
Better get your man or would you raher see him bleed?
We here now, we aint got time to wait.
Make no mistake real niggas challenge their fate.
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