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featuring Black Knights  Killarmy 

BOBBY!! Bobby Bobby Bobby  word up Digital  Digital 
Terrorist shit  terrorist shit  come and get a hold of it 
Tune of the Black Knight  Killarm  Killarm  Killarm 

[Dom Pachino/P.R. Terrorist] 
Contemplate on how to run this shit 
Universally forever runnin 
Reflect shots off my wall  (NEW SHIT) split your nugget 
Thoughts too rugged  extortinate cream from off the budget 
Refugees of the Terrorist, fans, they fuckin love it 
Insurance can't cover it, maximum is a minimum 
Niggas, they try to dub it, yo 
It's the hottest shit on the streets since summer '86 
My prefix, like a remix, throw wind bricks 
Try and dub the shit is accurate 
Come for your head, it's Immaculate Conception 
When my rep is, bustin shots 
Niggas tryin to discuss my business around the neighborhood 

[Dr. Doom] 
Yo, switch blade grenade rhyme flows, buck niggas like wild rhinos 
Up in these killin fields you bound to die slow 
Your style staggers like a drunken whino 
That's why there's no hope to defeat a Black Knight 
That's like tryin to walk a type rope 
Switch blade grenade rhyme flows, buck niggas like wild rhinos 
Up in these killin field you bound to die slow 
Your style staggers like a drunken whino 
That's why there's no hope to defeat a Black Knight 
That's like tryin to walk a type rope, wit no feet 
Mercenary team, streets of concrete 
Sasquash dump a nigga ass on wide Friday 
Invincible, Doctor destruct thought 
My lyrics ran ward like Lebanon are troops, a Desert Storm 
It be on son, Compton is the city where I come from 
Act dumb if you want to and catch a hot one 
It's that real, knuckle up, lace your boots tight 
Don't give a fuck cuz every night is our night 

[Killa Sin] 
Rap bygones, smash pit, fire outta cons 
Fuck bygones, rely on Islam and my pythons 
Squeeze off long diss, window pitch, control of this 
Gun pack recover my wrist, blast from this 
Have these fake fucks cursin my name 
Knowin damn well I'm hurting the same 
What part of the game you playin, get insane 
Yo three months ago we was on, fall is short now 
Chasin the don, your money ain't long 
Faggot fuck, bag em up, stick him in the back of my truck 
Strip em and smack him up for actin up 
He's slithering, hit him in the ribs again 
Broke the code of honor that we livin in 
Could lead to the whole click, dismember when 
Never that, Killarm roll strong 
Even though you born, watch the crew but still hold on 
I love you when that drink, you probably told me who bust you 
Should of payed attention but I slept so for that 
I gotta dust two, devils off, headed off, all that 
Fuck it, blow trial stat, Law and Order cat gotta serve justice 
What, fuck this, adjust, get your musket, and bust quick word up 

[Holocaust] 
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, these-[cut off]

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