Ghetto Apostles

Album cover art for "Ghetto Apostles" by Shabazz The Disciple & R.H. Bless & Freestyle & Poetic

Shabazz The Disciple & R.H. Bless & Freestyle & Poetic - Rap, New York Rap

Ghetto Apostles

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[Intro] Yeah, the invasion of [?] Ghetto Apostles General Grym, Sergeant Shabazz Leuitenant Bless, Captain Freestyle Report to your military post Baby J, C12 The industry give up the ghost [Chorus] Yo! We win the war 'cause we bomb first It's like when napalm bursts, snipers with the Vietnam verse Ghetto apostles doing God's work, boots and camouflage shirts Marching through your trenches and your concerts We win the war 'cause we bomb first It's like when napalm bursts, snipers with the Vietnam verse Ghetto apostles doing God's work, boots and camouflage shirts Marching through your trenches and your concerts [Verse 1: Shabazz the Disciple] I'm that guerilla in your midst, stalking with an army of assailants I got your organization under surveillance You moved your pawn two squares, left the king unveiled Diagonal invasion, soldiers marching in for the kill This is a war join ranks, play your position Put the industry in checkmate, force them under submission Your whole perimeter's surrounded by my legion You're trapped inside the center of an isolated region Chk!, blaow!!!, glass shatters, bullets scatter No evidence or fingerprints or C-12 matter Black bishop moving in, attack the queen Sabotage front line, the industry's in quarantine [Verse 2: R.H. Bless] This is your final call, prepare for violent storms, a silent war Map your survival course Mount ya riding horse and grab your sword Hip-hop's a holocaust, grab your holy cross, your crescent and star Witness your empire fall like Sodom and Gomorrah Refer to your bibles, Qu'ran and Torah Bless, I be the high exalter, divine curer, who mind is purer Staring in my rivals eyes, I analyze, cross examine and paralyze All those who choose to itemize lies [Chorus] Yo! We win the war 'cause we bomb first It's like when napalm bursts, snipers with the Vietnam verse Ghetto apostles doing God's work, boots and camouflage shirts Marching through your trenches and your concerts We win the war 'cause we bomb first It's like when napalm bursts, snipers with the Vietnam verse Ghetto apostles doing God's work, boots and camouflage shirts Marching through your trenches and your concerts [Verse 3: Freestyle] Continued infiltration by fire bomb detination Phasers and lasers scopin, choking from smoke inhilation Secret service agents are coming at me I gotta hit em I sprayed, throw a grenade Setting off the sprinkler system [Verse 4: Poetic] I specialize in fear, terrorizing your airwaves Like dropping off thermo-nuclear bombs in subways Here to stress ya life, painting pictures of death Ancient scriptures rip ya silhouette, I'm cold as winter Bringing the earth tremors that burst ya inner sanctum I sank men of war then haha, laughed at how I banged them Foes copping a plea, should've took the opportunity to flee I bring terror to fields like the phantom My thoughts reveal a navy seal approaching ghetto wars Enemies force field jackets get stained from open sores Non-negotiable term for your surrender I heat your weak arsenal, and burn men to cinders [Chorus] Yo! We win the war 'cause we bomb first It's like when napalm bursts, snipers with the Vietnam verse Ghetto apostles doing God's work, boots and camouflage shirts Marching through your trenches and your concerts We win the war 'cause we bomb first It's like when napalm bursts, snipers with the Vietnam verse Ghetto apostles doing God's work, boots and camouflage shirts Marching through your trenches and your concerts [Freestyle] Rendezvous, special operations: team arsonists Switch the disk and get out of there fast We don't wanna take no risk Code name: freestyle, alias "the asthmatic" Automatic full metal jackets Static's with the diplomatic, bureaucratic tactics We got the area secured now, triple the c-4 And get of the whole floor, you copy? I copy that, we got the whole music business wired So when this shit blow, ya whole empire's expired [R.H. Bless] We can live lavish and still build on the mathematics Far precise, cut cabbage, rock ice and still civilize a savage [Shabazz] Dancing in the Garden of Eden, gotta thank Allah I'm breathin Glancing back at days I used to be behind them bars with heathens [Poetic] Flash like the Aztecs, cash checks, blast tecs Collect all of my assets from sales from the cassettes [Freestyle] Iceless but priceless, top of the price list Probably the 1st up on ya heist list Ya might miss, so knowledge this...

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Credits

Writers
  • Poetic
  • Freestyle
  • R.H. Bless
  • Shabazz The Disciple