Murder Venue

Lyrics

[Chorus: Islord] Aiyo, everything is real like Blue steel being pulled out in a sold out concert Niggas and bitches going berserk Everything is real like blue steel Being pulled out in a sold out concert Niggas and bitches going berserk, going berserk [Verse 1: Beretta 9] Yo, yo, we could see thought, express thought Red dot on the plot, marksman operating one shot On some pristine Golgo 13 magazine Scope rifle with the infrared beam, check out my lean Mark the sky rise, blew in a prize between the eyes Keep it camouflaged, always disguised, we indispensable Ninja through, coming through kid, we indispensable Stand tall, justice for all, we off the wall On some Born Build, keep your eyes peeled, guns concealed Shit is real kid, wind up get killed, word up [Verse 2: Dom Pachino] Mental repetition, terrorist expedition conditions Teach truth on this mission, break it down with compositions Paragraphs of friction, terrorize your jurisdiction Ain't no intermission, seen it all through premonition Build with my Earth, knowledge me, God In my solar position, son of man Understand, observe and listen Mind of a mathematician, disappear like a magician Deal with persistence, carry out the Wu tradition Sharpen my sword Chopping off heads, so play your distance [Chorus: Islord] Aiyo, everything is real like Blue steel being pulled out in a sold out concert Niggas and bitches going berserk, going berserk [Verse 3: 9th Prince] Yo, I'm from the hot lavas of the planet Earth Thoughts of star burst up in the Universe I slap the shit out the nurse For trying to stick needles inside the head of my new birth I'm the lord pioneer, microphone engineer, I spit verbal spears Army of Black Knights, conquerors of guerillas warfare My mind is in a straitjacket, the tongue is a hatchet Eyes is night visions, my nose leads me to my enemy's coalition Face track animation Masta Killa passed me the God-U so I could murder Satan 9th Prince is a silent analyser Hypnotize, genocides to set him on fire They become a terrible tragic Insane off rhyme cocaine as fierce as drug addicts My mind is clear like the state-of-the-art graphics The laser war, infrared laws Prince Saddam has cause to destroy like Jaws The high-intellect word doctor, healing verbs, my cure is poetry herbs High blood pressure thoughts break down your nerves [Verse 4: Killa Sin] To see the gods fold, never that, behold the black metal for golden rap Where the soldiers at, dealing with math, let's build upon that Killer combat born of righteous uprising Truth lies within the eyes and minds of civilized men Got fake niggas posing like they Heisman We push through like linemen, sack your quarterback on consignment The key to living life is refinement Plus knowledge of self, without Allah you ain't never gonna survive this Merciless onslaught that's brought forth within you Continue to turn the concerts to murder venues It's all real, long as blood spill in that direction Keep your fingers steady when you operate your weapons Small minds add to hard times of all kinds It's a thin line between sin and crime, so don't cross it [Chorus: Islord] Aiyo, everything is real like Blue steel being pulled out in a sold out concert Niggas and bitches going berserk Everything is real like blue steel Being pulled out in a sold out concert Niggas and bitches going berserk, going berserk [Outro]