Lions In the Forrest

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Planet Asia] Yo, slap-box fifty-two, hand combat, man down Now you getting treated like a likkle youth Pearl handle, black ruger popping up It's the return of the Trench Coat Mafia You got a clique but I bet they won't die for ya Last nigga that fronted I moved more Khadafi them I'm busting lead in, Armageddon, God is seven Top of the dome is embedded I set it, step in the realms and get sweated My foes get beheaded, live wit no edits, shred it Negative thoughts about the G-O-D you betta dead it 'Causs that's bad credit All night, me on the mic is athletic High heights seeing my sight is like heaven Fire fights, firing flights a bad weather Whateva, get it together, my neck leather Once again, welcome to the fucking next level Metal plus nada, stretch limousine Machine guns running up wit 26 fillings Fuck everything tho, we fight for the children [Chorus: Planet Asia] Ten steps, draw, who want war? Raise your swords and prepare for the Lords Running around like lions in the forest But we came to conquer the lands just like wars Ten steps, draw, who want war? Raise your swords and prepare for the Lords Running around like lions in the forest But we came to conquer the lands just like wars [Verse 2: Planet Asia] I'm throwing blind guillotines for Philistine Came wit an iller team to run up in ya castle and kill ya King I'm doing my thing, dance wit the Lord in the rain Standing firm in the square like Butterbean I'm hotter then Shambhala, draw swords, perform makada Rude boy shot up the top dolla I'm not a fake ass that's not solid I got it, to say I'm the hottest is just modest My asses could melt down anything So anything in my lane mane, I'm killing it Two bottles of jewels, once spooned an ignorant It's the vigilant spit, chemist is injuring Any chump wanna act bigger than I Is getting victimized and that's minimum Emcees who wanna compete, I'll take ten of 'em Clowns in the streets want heat, I got Dillinger's And that's how it really goes, soak if I'm really wit' it And stop looking at the motherfucking videos Choose your weapon, my tools is lesson True connections, wrong, you lost all your profession [Chorus: Planet Asia] Ten steps, draw, who want war? Raise your swords and prepare for the Lords Running around like lions in the forest But we came to conquer the lands just like wars Ten steps, draw, who want war? Raise your swords and prepare for the Lords Running around like lions in the forest But we came to conquer the lands just like wars [Verse 3: B-Real] Let the rhythm hit 'em, chew 'em up, spit 'em out Get 'em out, let's see if the barrel will fit in his mouth Hear the lion roar, what youcrying for? Don't let the hot gates open up the iron door I'm the king of the jungle, so ready to rumble Gun shots put the room on humble I flip beats and make the words tumble And flip bricks and not sleep on a bundle Claiming you raw off the chain, homie, I'm off the board Dunk in yo face; I'm the Lord of War I'm so much more; you bitches will neva step up I never let up, you fuckers will never get up Ice in my veins, ice on my chains I'm nice in the lane, think twice 'fore you range Shoot around like Tice in the game, you crap out Break your bones when I make you tap out [Chorus: Planet Asia] Ten steps, draw, who want war? Raise your swords and prepare for the Lords Running around like lions in the forest But we came to conquer the lands just like wars Ten steps, draw, who want war? Raise your swords and prepare for the Lords Running around like lions in the forest But we came to conquer the lands just like wars