Historic

HRSMN & Tragedy Khadafi - Rap
Historic
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Lyrics
[Intro: sample] The world sees the apocalypse as a mystic cryptic message of doom The first four seals are represented by four riders on four different coloured horses Of course, much has been said and written about them [Chorus: singer] Moving up and moving west, can I ruffle any rest? Everywhere I go I'm gon' ride on Moving on, this is the test, can I ruffle any rest? Everywhere I go I'm gon' ride on [Verse 1: Ras Kass] I'm a white stallion, gallivant with my battalion Rustling y'all human cattle, no saddle I'm the mustang, as good and evil battle on War of attrition like Athenians at Marathon White wizard, black hearted like Saruman Madder than skinheads watching marathons of the Jeffersons Liminics still transform like Megatron I rise out the sea like Poseidon ridin' megalodon Nigga, that's a 67 foot shark Slap you with the good book, stab you with the bookmark Let's play cowboys and aliens The Universe on Wild West, mount up the posse put on Al's vest Colt revolver, ivy grip gunfight O.K. Corrall this bitch Get popped in the back of the thinker like Wild Bill Hickok Aces and 8s place bandanna's over our face, stop draining, blow Satan [Chorus: singer] Moving up and moving west, can I ruffle any rest? Everywhere I go I'm gon' ride on Moving on, this is the test, can I ruffle any rest? Everywhere I go I'm gon' ride on [Verse 2: Tragedy Khadafi] Aiyo, I move like strange forces, bulletproof Porsches Immaculate bosses, disciples on pale horses Nemesis squeezing a mac from a black pegasus The game follow my rap lives just like a Methodist Rose and holy grails, guns I'm blowing steel Lies I spread 'em like viruses through your modem ill Contagion biochemical spills most real I'm burning church, slay the Pope so he won't tell My projects is jail cells parallel to Hell Crucifixion, iron nails in the bellies of whales Deceased demons on the faces of all of their bills The tongue of man kills and nations get divided [?] flesh rotten My ambiance like palms daily arms With a high conscience holding llamas under both armpits Screaming "Jihad" riding shotgun with holy prophets I invade upon, yeah I've been a don Never sell out like Robert Johnson in Viacom Lines of firearms held by millions of dons Destroy and conquer, wash niggas up, Ghengis Khan [Chorus: singer] Moving up and moving west, can I ruffle any rest? Everywhere I go I'm gon' ride on Moving on, this is the test, can I ruffle any rest? Everywhere I go I'm gon' ride on [Verse 3: Kurupt] Rhymes deriver fools, metaphysical Promise I rock rhymes like Nostradamus I hit Earth like Halley's Comet Just reaches poddomena, my bitch is Andromeda I go about a million mile per second I'm protected, I'm respected, I'm a veteran I came out the war and didn't have to walk on all fours The hog even though I'm a dog with gold paws Look, Ceasar bread But I won't die by the hands of friends, I'm impenetrable You can put your hands on the Sun and get scorched I'm the one, they call Gotti the source Grimlock, now watch me trasnform Megatron I'm the don Optimus Prime rhyme That pierce your soul second to none My footprints are on granite I change gravity and reverse it and change the whole pace of the planet You's a a buster, I can't stand it And next time I see you go I'ma make sure with the [?] put you on the flow my nigga [Chorus: singer] Moving up and moving west, can I ruffle any rest? Everywhere I go I'm gon' ride on Moving on, this is the test, can I ruffle any rest? Everywhere I go I'm gon' ride on [Verse 4: Canibus] Dead cap bounce right on top of your house Evacuate everybody get out Sigourney Weaver got a naughty beaver In the cabin with a Labrador Retriever and 4 horse breeders I smell puss creeping through the bush with Big Foot 0600, take a quick look The war profiteers selling poisioned water in bottled beer Sit at the table, say a proper prayer Bullet dry suit walrus, Helios squad transponding Good morning to the HRSMN Abduct the Hip Hop orders which is to recycle their carbon Make them brush their teeth with IG Farben Kick ass [?] while you crying with your ethnic bias You motherfuckers should have been a hair stylist Foul tongue [?], staff poach your young My fight weight about half a tonne The newborn cut its way out of the womb With 2 horns, still suck a titty on a futon Gentlemen, my minions number the 1 centillion The riot gear Centurion [Chorus: singer] Moving up and moving west, can I ruffle any rest? Everywhere I go I'm gon' ride on Moving on, this is the test, can I ruffle any rest? Everywhere I go I'm gon' ride on [Verse 4: Killah Priest] The Death horse, pale rider Hell follows, shells are hollow, el fire, El Diablo My horse stand on hind legs as if its was boxing your neck To my fine blade, I spit like I'm chopping 9 ways, shoutouts to Stockton Crime pays, my face in the stocking A safe I can pop in and a length can be dropped in What I say is toxin I'm taking your oxygen, I'm a ox within My octaves catatrophic, optic lens Can't see me using [?] within my lungs Over my tongue, the mic, I cock my limbs You comprehend the prophets of sin Come back to life, get shot again My lasso is made of black crows I twirl 'em like a merlin, we don't want the flesh We attack slow, gats blow [Chorus: singer] Moving up and moving west, can I ruffle any rest? Everywhere I go I'm gon' ride on Moving on, this is the test, can I ruffle any rest? Everywhere I go I'm gon' ride on
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Credits
- Writers
- Kurupt
- Killah Priest
- Ras Kass
- Tragedy Khadafi
- Canibus