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featuring Takktics 

[Intro: Takktic] 
Yo  yo. What's up this is Takktics  universal soldier 
Keeping it jiggy for the S O Cs 
Year two G  bioknights regin supreme 
What's up y'all  we's about to get hardcore 
Re re re reactive armor  you know what I'm saying 

[Takktics] 
It's like a M 1 tank 
I rip through your sound banks 
I to pranks  get ruthless like a long shank 
Punks want coins  it they don't give thanks to 
Dragon dog, with high ranks 
I am a pirate, no a pilot, the battleship 
With ill cybernetics shit, on a sci-fi tip 
Strictly hype when I bite a mic 
I bring the sixs, the oh, the eight to the battle hype 
It's Takktics, tactical, ill-dramitical, radical 
Coming with a fist full of spittin' bull 
It's ill flow for the elements 
608 soldiers bring it on, report to the redgiment 
Da shit is evident, we never hesitant 
We drill you like a surgen 
Take you for your garments and your gumption 
What the fucks your function? 
(We got no flows, no hip hop style, no conjunction) 

[Chorus: Dark Shade] 
First things first y'all, bring it over here (over here) 
When we appear, we putting rhymes in your ear 
What if we put on top of bass and a snare 
This years its got to be loud and clear 

[Dark Shade] 
Prepare for combat like the F-14 tomcat 
Put the bombs in the tracks when I react and thats that 
Peep the stats, I'm runnin' through your system like a fax 
The toungue is the axe so sharpen up all of them weak raps 
I'm storming buildings like Purvian commandos 
Mad flows permit me to hit targets quicker than arrows 
The specialist in these rhyme sciences aka the iron fist that strikes 
swift 
I execute the task of rhyme designing with perfect timing 
Electrifying like bolts of lightning when I'm rhyming 
See, weak delivieries need to be put on freeze like salaries or athletes 
with injuries 
I maintain my, position in the game (game) 
I'm leaving stains on people's brains, so they remember the name (name) 
The Dark Shade is running with the Shades of Culture unit 
(And ayo, we constant with the movements like fluid) 

[Chorus] 

[Revolution] 
Liek tactics in Desert Storm 
I be the undead soldier 
I thought I fucking told ya got a space between your shoulder 
Get crushed by rolling boulders 
On the mics, and the beats, and the streets set the scene for me to cut 
out you spleen 
This rap court is hardcore, twisting backs 
An ex-con of poultry(?), eating those chickenheads like snacks 
Spit out the bones and begin to twist cones 
To relax with the dread in the 608 zone 
You're getting kicked in the balls like Pele's crew 
It's time to get rude, I'm leaving all of them unglued 
Falling apart at the seams, and it seems you got pipedreams 
Put down the mic and start turning cream 
Into butter, don't stutter or end in the rap gutter 
Or go find yourself another managerial staff 
DOn't laugh, find a new crew 
Write some fresh lyrics or you're through 

[Chorus X3 with background scratching] 
["First serve basis" scracthed to fad]

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