featuring 9th Prince Killa Sin (Killarmy)



[Movie Sample]

Attention Soldiers: Kill everyone and everythin!



[Intro: 9th Prince (Killa Sin) [Both]]

Ha ha! (Yeah.) Another fuckin live ass track

From the Temple of Shaolin (What nigga?)

Word up. (Yeah.) Keep it real.

Killah Priest. YouKnowI'mSayin?

The Prodigal Sunn. Sunz of Man.

Madman representin for the [Killarmy]

with Killa Sin [and Rzarectah].



[Killa Sin]

Yo, yo, I gotta get a grip

and ends on life, I'm livin trife, G

I'm shiesty, now I see why nobody likes me

It might be the image project that I selected

But 'f' it, shit is not real, as well as hectic

Inspect it, your vest and got tested

Suggestions manifestin my thoughts

I manifest it, but check it

My mind was designed for crime, the bottom line

cuz it's my time to shine with the nickel-plated nine

to a spine, ain't no remorse in my source of madness

with my temper, my anger rises like my status

because I'm alone on the borough of Shaolin

for wildin, don't think of this piece when I be smilin

My heart's stone cold, it's what I own

For niggaz who brag, I break bones

leave em ungagged and here to moan

I hate snakes on that fake shit

I get mad, leave em shooken up bad like when a quake hit

I got a steez-o that's raw, man

Another brother prevoked, now that's all, damn

Why did he bother to bother a father

knowin forewell that he won't leave to see tomorrow

Be on your guard when I start to flip shit

I'm sick when the God is on to get a grip



[9th Prince]

I brings a streakin iron flame, concealed in steel weapons

Clicks are shovelled deeper in the shallow trenches of eleven

I burst like lions through the eternal slaughter

Can I assume my human tranquility, well planted hits on the governor

Open, open, behold the gift designed to kill many men

I stick em for billiard pins

And caves your world in, flashin death like lightnin from the Heavens

Leavin rappers sufferin the thrist of a silent curse

I came from the Earth, when the planet was reversed

Here all the needles, see that he dies

Was he infected with drugs, completely in nine of his eyes

I chop off his feet, so that he can't walk the talk that he claims to stalk

I shower him with pitchforks and stack up dead corpses

A Soldier of the Darkness kidnap an MC for hostage then break loose on the

stage

Tradin places like slaves bein traded, I'm under pressure

thoughts be actin wild like a child molester

Madman terrorism, today's journalism

Goin to war across the country of another organism

Killarmy madness is how we killed em



[Prodigal Sunn]

Since the calculations title woke the life

before the days of exploration, steady creation

mental de-sources of the abomination

I emerged from the house upon your territory

This one, alias Sun of Man no longer can see Satan's bland

Years of ministry, bein fightin the wars of demon-ology

Soldiers of my direction writin your sins of reality

Lyrical space, the black me, I write, burn a satellite

I should jump deep beyond the depths of my innocite

Visions of me on the night of a solar eclipse

avoidin the mothership, takin my last wif from this polluted-ness

Another soul's vibration escapes this cold tunnel of fire

Juggle-liars usin your brain from the lord sire

I tie our fuckin brain up with barbed wire

Infused thoughts left ya bruised, him talkin dim

than the rims of Hell, afraid to walk

Reaction, slow-motion, in shock from the explosion

Symptoms of death, left ya chokin on your own breath

You better study your litter to seek a scripture

Biblical foe in scrolls, last in valor robes

Killah Priest precise, the lacenger 60 Second

Hell Razah blastin, overcome the opression



[Killah Priest]

Hawk in as the night darkens

You've been warned that the Priest will soon swarm

Now you'll be done away like the unicorn with night time as my uniform

and death as my sword, the universal war lord

Sunz of Man came together for one accord

You can't read about it, it's not a myth

Here's a puncture to your rib -- for a gift

and only present I'm dealin with is now

The supreme slayer, I wrote the book of Isaih

layin bodies down by the layer

burn em before the assembly

and watch his ashes go up through the chimney

They disguised me as brass before his prayers

and throw his words, be lost in the air

The reason you felt shame is because I've been on dame

I tie you up and throw you off a fuckin plane

and fill up your parachute with more dead bodies

don't ask me why, it's a fuckin hobby

Burn em with the fuel, put down ya tool, I laugh at you

Why? Because MC's are my foot stool



[60 Sec. Assassin]

As you enter the hocus pocus, perhaps the dopest

Tote this, for those armed with dope shit

Focus, I blood shot your lyrics with sarotions

Ferocious sound effects -- brains go narcotious

Insanity enters humanity like an anime

Invade your central nervous system mathematically

Schimatic, I'ma panic, couldn't hold on to a tablet

Symatic, blood rushin through your system like an addict

Bomb glistenin, watch for the blow, I deliver it

faster stroll, you wrote, minute, barrier, delinquent

Grabs your soul, magnetic flux beyond control

I'm leavin peeps civic a-moan, sellin soul to the totem pole

All your possesions I own for my own

The chemical, you clone, commotosis

The syndrome, the rip van the winkle, twinkle twinkle

You caught up with your days now, roland is a star

What part, whistle heart, intruders travel so far

Not even the master chart would put ya

arteries back apart, for the largest technique

is so.... ah... ah... ah