Guard the Fort

Lyrics

[Sample] ...my turn to the guard the fort ready for combat... You thought I was gone but I'm back Begin to (count the) elements way beyond rap I'm in to take first watch and I'm strapped [...my turn to the guard the fort ready for combat...] The swords are drawn and odds are stacked And we clash the impacts a thunderous clap Calm demeanor Even though we are under attack [...my turn to the guard the fort ready for combat...] [CHALI 2NA] The darker the shade the sharper the blade Start the parade, spark a grenade And walking invade My carcass is displays the marks of a slave Dark days the carpet is laid for the prophets of rage Patrol the area, narrow-gazed and clench fists Breaking down barriers barricades and fences Perimeter secure, the verse rhyming commences Against the (end) fuel the first line of defense is Me I'm in weapon mode this episode (New in the rip in the) old ethics and yes it shows If you neglected the principles methods and the goals May your pores close and you swell up until your flesh explodes Phenomenal dropping (the pocket flows) (Creeping) the stoppable I keep it rocking until the shop is closed And whether physical audio or optical The impact of the four guardians got the drop on you You thought I was gone but I'm back Begin to (count the) elements way beyond rap I'm in to take first watch and I'm strapped [...my turn to the guard the fort ready for combat...] The swords are drawn and odds are stacked And we clash the impacts a thunderous clap Calm demeanor Even though we go under attack [...my turn to the guard the fort ready for combat...] [LYRICS BORN] Last samurai named Shimmerer has arrived with a fat sack of lie (arrogara and a bye) uh-uh I don't fraternize with the rank-and-file Ever drop a gasp for a General such as myself That's sabotage! If it smokes it (ropes) befitting of my title In Rome the (emperor) a metaphor The monarch a pop art My cavalry of better men traveling west My family quest displayed prominently flapping in the wind I lead an Armada overseas (or for God or) than believe In one mantra; peace, love, and honor Ten thousand katanas separate your spinal (column) From your teeth to your medulla oblongata and your wallet Recording ten albums all off of performance enhancers Therefore all my records have an asterisk(*) Lyrics born swing a scimitar like a savage Take an arm, take a leg, take a knee-like cap (in there) [...my turn to the guard the fort ready for combat...] You thought I was gone but I'm back Begin to (count the) elements way beyond rap I'm in to take first watch and I'm strapped [...my turn to the guard the fort ready for combat...] The swords are drawn and odds are stacked And we clash the impacts a thunderous clap Calm demeanor Even though we go under attack [...my turn to the guard the fort ready for combat...] [GIFT OF GAB] Blast arm all cylinders cast off all doubt, calling all villagers Your my women like come Atilla this Come out these males dragons just slithering Flying in the image of talent-less ignorance Spasms with a sense of fashion that's feminine Nothing sounds genuine mumbling and mimicking In the jagged rhythm inject a little skill in them And keep on killing them until that feeling inside's back Though it seems overwhelming don't get sidetracked Find that timeless energy and side blast We'll be here forever while they (pave) the way time passes Little lizard ass slithering critters, Cast Spells on these beasts like the lyrical wizard I am 'Til we defeat in hiphop-zill again I will stand hold my fort and guard the fort till the end