SEMTEX!

Lyrics

[Chorus] Lately I've been dreamin' 'bout committing war-crimes Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Lately I've been dreamin' 'bout committing war-crimes Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Lately I've been dreamin' 'bout committing war-crimes Take my plot to the grave, bitch, I think it's war time Lately I've been dreamin' 'bout committing war crimes Take my plot to the grave, bitch, I think it's war time [Verse 1] Fuckin' with the eater mane, you bout' to float away Step out the mothafuckin' haze and let the demons take the race I blow it up SEMTEX C4 all on the walls So just sit there ready steady waiting for the fucking call Imma get them all, leave the prison inside Get this shit and end this with the hollow tips Are rippin' 'til the bitches get my dividends Break down the walls with the blood on the floor And the bodies are holin' the sauce it be callin' now I murder them all like i'll never be fallen the dozen that move will continue them on Jumping out the motherfucking row With an axe In the back Of the track Cause the motherfucker lacks Better pay your tax or then we'll be back Put the blade in your back watch your head get cracked Step back Stop and think about who the fuck you are attacking You nag us up the check and bitch lets get straight to the crackin No crack-ins, you've woken up the motherfuckin' kraken Never gonna beat this with the heat just like a motherfuckin' dragon Put another brother motherfucker sit together center Put a fucker in the corner if he mutter Aye, you say Rest in piece Death the same Its a game I dont give a single fuck about your homie mane Get them out my face before you Join them down the prison of the grave [Chorus] Lately I've been dreamin' 'bout committing war-crimes Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Lately I've been dreamin' 'bout committing war-crimes Take my plot to the grave, bitch, I think it's war time Lately I've been dreamin' 'bout committing war crimes Take my plot to the grave, bitch, I think it's war time [Verse 2] Fuck you, pussy boy, and fuck yo' shitty little clique I got no time to play around and this rifle is bout to kick you better duck What the fuck? Bitch, you 'bout to get your face struck Putting up the homies and about to take your place, son Say some I feel like im [?] in those days Kitchen knife to end your life i'll never be the same again Watch yo back, cause i stack, to the max Got yo bat, in the back, of the black backpack Never lack, but he bought a death of blood can you see the Cadillac Im pullin' up about to fuck your shit and leave you on your back Bitch i'm a savage i'm doing the damage you never could manage the evil I banish I have the advantage im laid off the covers I plan to exterminate you and your men And your mothers wil bury your bodies and tell us "The fuck do you mean i am bitch you aren't better" As i am rapping you are a dispose Of the matter Kill the pussy motherfuckers with the baton