Drums Of Death

Lyrics

[Intro] Drums of death Drums of death Drums of death Drums of death [Verse 1] Freeze, my mic please Rappers down with Solo's lyrics homilies Quote me in the Book of Life as one of the baddest Death's a way of life so welcome to my kingdom of madness With rhymes, I embrace walls of terror You can only find yourself when you stand in the mirror And rappers walk away or dare straight to the death angel In my empire, of rappers, I'll make graves The blood is kept for drink of the sire As rappers kneel to my throne of fire I'll mangle, strangle rappers at any angle 'Til they disappear, like in the Bermuda triangle No trace for life, gone without a fight What remains are he drums of death and a mic In my world, he was marked as a burglar-uh My rhymes killed him so I'm marked as a murderer (Drums of death) Took the mic to death [?] words defy And rappers pray for rap blood The sacrificial sacrifice, his soul is mine I break his mic, I say the hell with his rhymes I'm the emperor of anger, nothin's left As Solo gets stronger as the drums of death [Hook] Drums of death Drums of death Drums of death Drums of death [Verse 2] The seven seals [?] prophecy fulfilled I'm rappin' with an evil spirit [?] killed MCs notice, try to run, yell, exhale But now fell to the clutches of Hell Madness turns you loose in the brain they die All in they ears, now yellin' Solo's name Mercy, is what you say I should give you But when I grab ya, I hit ya, I'll kill ya when I split ya (Drums of death) Rhymes are sharper than a two-edge sword Some cry for God, but down here, Solo is Lord Of Darkness—ever since I started this I wasn't known as the [?] rap artist My vocals so different I had to say [?] bring my jam backwards K-Solo [?] is who I am As I commence with rhymes to take you higher Rap is burning breathing in the lava lake of fire No remorse for rappers of course, they're lost Biggie Smalls, hang the kid on the cross "Should we kill him Solo? (Think we should shoot him?) Hold him still! Let Biggie Smalls execute him [Hook] Drums of death Drums of death Drums of death Drums of death [Verse 3] As I commence to release a masterpiece Rappers and old breakbeats I make 'em feast the flesh Cooked on a fire for the sire The flame engaged, I rhyme five words higher Then get a bite from the beast of death But they should know better, their best bet was to step Those with [?] was the key to the bottomless pit No light, combine darkness Rappers with heart, grab a mic and let's start this New way of life for those who might walk through darkness With no fear or fright So you're consumed, in other words doom Locked in a fleet of madness, concealed in a red room Of murder, punk, chump that's the outcome Spell murder backwards you get redrum I drink the redrum 'til none's left It makes Solo stronger as the drums of death [Hook] Drums of death Drums of death Drums of death Drums of death