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featuring Holocaust



Intro: P.R. Terrorist



I do I know I know what time it is

Terrorist The Bastard Swordsman

Holocaust yo yo



[P.R. Terrorist]

Rap diligently return of the arm

the star trilogy scars and injuries inflicted on my enemies

Attack you mentally draw up and stand just like a centipede

Then strike fast leave ya weak ass up in a sling

in the infirmary telling war stories like you was king up

in my rainforest, yet the God rain the hardest

Flame and fury, torch off ya skin tissue and cartilage

Throw darts the sharpest, aimed at ya head, ya man parted

Looking retarded, telling him you never should've started

what you couldn't end, handled my friend since age 10

But he's not my brother, though he helped me out up in da deep cover

when shit got hot, all palms sweating on the rubber



[Holocaust]

Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang yo



Chorus: P.R. Terrorist (Holocaust)



Bastard Swordsman, swing yo shit

(I'm duckin all of em

Swingin back, double edged axe we cuttin all of em)

*repeat 2x*



[Holocaust]

Inflicted with a rare disease, MC's flee

Fought wars for centuries my wounds bled killer bees

Roam the battlesight word, shatter mics I've had a tragic life

blood splatter nice ghetto life live on a sattelite

Blind, injected with venom from water moccasins

the child who floated in the air lock without oxygen

For seventeen years all I learned was profanity

Graduated from the academy of insanity

Holocaust, loud mouth who roams wise

I'm hideous glancing gouge out ya own eyes

West Coast that grotesque group flow's wet

Bury you and some in Norweiga wit a broke neck

Wu-Tang, seven death blows

explore the globe,

Stand in shallow water and slaughter those who oppose

The passionate destroyer who stings like antiseptic

Barbaric, esoteric, half-sorcerer, half-skeptic

Anorexic, war machine,

depressed, drunken mess

Learn from the best, snatchin ya fossil from ya flesh

Bloodshot, Doctor Killgrave, subterranian

Skeleton's reinforced with stone and titanium

Gyros, hun blood and oil flow as one

Mental powers override iron fist and blade tongue

The Bronx Don, with bomb songs, hit Hong Kong

Holocaust is scientific experiment gone wrong



[9th Prince]

Yo, Ally Commanders come dress to kill

at the Armageddon Wedding

We're the old temple platoon ya die soon

Our battlegrounds in the womb of the moon

Most of yall niggas is cloons

gettin hit by typhoons, machine guillotines

Rip out the spleens, tonight while ya screams

I'll blast ya in ya dreams, listen to my bombs

Like you used to read the Psalms

I got firearm like Megatron, asthma attack rap

snaps, windpipes crack,

Bury ya ass beneath the graveyard shack

Third eyes like binoculars, visions of the lyrical opera

Sponsor the conquer, I blow spots like the Unabomber

The stage is made of steel cage, battlegrounds of

Starrcade '98, I meditate at a rate that'll cause an earthquake

I drop antrax bombs on your plantation,

then murder you twice, to make sure there's no reincarnation



Chorus: Killa Sin (Shogun Assasson) 2x



Bastard Swordsman, swing yo shit

(I'm duckin all of em,

Coming back, double edged sword

and cuttin all of em)



[Shogun Assasson]

My mind is bad, because it's great to see that full

My old dad, and charter his story

And made him believe in a my-story

That's how you know times is bad

When Gods is being killed by crabs

that invest these streets, it ain't safe no more

So before you leave your front door the war is cold

So grab your heats, your God-U now

and your teflon cause the war's on like

Red Dawn, I'm a threat to America like Saddam

I be the verbal terrorist doing the strength of his language

Now I'm mad like Max, when I attack tracks

To the death of Wu wax, I drop facts like

bombs on Saigon, it be the music that makes me sick

And act like a paranoid schizophrenic,

I leave your mind in a state of panic,

like a claustrophobic trapped on the Titanic



(Chorus: 3x)



Outro: Shogun Assasson



Mother fuckas

Comin straight for ya jugular vein

With my double edged blade

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