Science of War

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Mighty Casey & Jess The Facts & Bin Ghrimm & URG7 - Rap

Science of War

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(Jess The Facts) Desert eagle fly low zero equal Underground with the thundersound shocking the evil Rocking the fecal, matter of fact I'm talking to people They telling me, Jess you should drop another sequel For real I ain't even trying to rap I'm a traveling man with my eye one the map Measuring mountainous moves that most couldn't master Disaster on ever corner running faster than the bastard Chasing me like OJ racing a mason up the basin of pyramid Period serious conversation Double agent earpieces overhear everything Planted a homing device in your wife's wedding ring It's critical like walking slow on hot coals Original flute serenade a king cobra Ponder as a wonder the teaching of Dalia Llama Strap c4 to the record like a suicide bomber (URG 7) Nothing is what it seem got you heartbeat on a laserbeam Infrared squeeze your dead plus three to the head Feds phonetaps planes fly with no pilots Drones man zones plus they trying to scan your iris URG7 know for lyrical mastery Spit a rhyme designed like equisite intricate tapestry Shoot outs with the enemy till my ammo died 45 years in the desert till my camel died Big brother watching global positioning systems Tracking your every movement, can't you see what they doing McDonalds serving bullshit and you loving it No we can't trust the democrats or republicans Fuck those motherfuckers, government corrupted Receive the mark of the beast and do what you're instructed Asked my forgiveness said he didn't listen to raps And to hell with my opinion said he wanted Jess The Facts (Mighty Casey) Once again in the place to in the place to be It is the Mighty Casey…in the place to be No George was selling oil for the Saudi Royal Family The royals was real loyal to the money and they vanity George had a friend by the name of Saddam He sold him some guns, he sold him a bomb Saddam told George yo I ran to Iraq I ran to Kuwait now I'm taking it back George called Saddam just keep him in check "Don't fuck with Kuwait, that's my fucking connect" Saddam told George, "That's my block now" So George sent the goons to go blow up his house Saddam was outgunned so he started to run 12 years later caught beef with the son Then he stepped back got sacked like a quarterback Selling black crack turned the motherfucking water black Now it's all drama, the shit look like Gaza Al Qaeda, Osama and suicide bombers (Bin Grimm) Trying to take me trying to hold me captive Indict me, extradite me for capture I'm the elusive Bin plastic surgery Numerous passports and disguised as a clergyman Plus backed by a slew of attorneys And autonomous diplomatic immunity No social security card melted in fingertips Smoothed out no fingerprints ain't seen me since Of the radar mistaking me for Al Qaeda Nah they too sloppy professional they can't stop me Secrets and weapons on the black market sold Morse code, landmines wiretaps and boobie traps Three Romanian sex slaves trapped in cargo containers Codename Jaws move beyond international laws But like that shark swimming outside international waters You might die if your tanker ship get Shanghai'd Been doing this since three Russian presidents Gorbachav, Yetltsin and Putin where's the evidence I duck Chinese water torture dodge water boarding, I Sniff with a Masonic dollar bill dollar bill raw cordite Gun powder on the mirror chopped up a by a razor See those white lines will rock your nasal The world is thoroughly policed by NATO With mass graves still in all in form in Bosnia and Sarajevo Before the umbilical chord was detached from the naval It was my destiny to free the mass cattle out of the stable Taken from the pastures of sedative grasses Ready to be set in the chambers and be exposed to gasses The odor was tasteless, the name was faceless Sleetaks who still play with the matrix Monsanto induced food will break down in contagion Offer your plate something that will fuck up your blood platelets

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Credits

Writers
  • URG7
  • Bin Ghrimm
  • Blue Buttonz
  • Jess The Facts