War Ensemble - As I Lay Dying

I exit out of my sarcophagus Fourth Horseman of the apocaplyse For my esophagus breathes evil that just demolishes Abolishes, to the darkness of Mephistopheles Mental enteral that went through an ancient acropolis Conquered this, from a fetus to genius Took DNA from the Shroud of Turin and cloned Jesus Merciless leaders, the 19th galaxy Born to a storm on the seas of Galilee Battle me and suffer whiplash from my apostles Leave you in shackles in the castle of Nosferatu Ikon is hostile and mortals cause contusions Hologram is known for placing poison in Christian communion Slash, with the actions of ultra-violence Crucifixions, in diction by Pontius Pilate I walk naked in the house of David with pride Force you to bleed just to make sure that you're still alive Crystallize, we keep it live, y'all can't see me Banish satanic verses like Ayatollah Komeini I break in half, Satan's staff with ancient math I wait and laugh, create a fucking blood bath I bring the gory oratory yes demorally derogatory Mad expository expedition in your auditory Categories don't apply Your mind's eye is blinded by my battle raps Like cateracts your habitat is Halifax Once I run you out your native city Shea's committee is pretty witty we show no pity I deflate then separate wack MCs who replicate Every trace of Esoteric found up in their record crate I devastate, homosapian metabolism Like human catacalysm inbreded with an anachronism My precision makes incisions on your acrotism Battling is a bad decision leaving you with aphorisms I whoop ass like masochism dominatrix That's the basics Hologram brought The Matrix To fake kids Fifty dead MCs to my credit Learn from the druid better known as Esoteric In this the final conflict high powers and commandant's to enlist this The fluid I spit is viscous Without so much as whispers And with the swiftness of what you transisted Can carry info, a window's left where your wrist is Directly cut by my discus Forged upon the anvils of Hephaestus ------ hand skills I slam your damn grill Execute in Greco-Roman holds Roll in Trojan battle gear Exploding through the atmosphere I saddle fear, read cerebral centipedes As evil steeds the feeble flee Holdings severed rapper's heads toward the sky as trophies Is to be viewed by the mischievious eyes of Loki I hated your verse so I went back in time And waved a dirk at your mother's warm uterus To kill you before you were born Like fried yolks my hands split the trunk of petrified oaks It's time to die folks You think that I joke I leave you die slow Your wrists are broken, tied to horses Quartered as forces pull you in opposite directions Dissection of my anatomy Will lead to the unveiling of what it shield In a tiny tyno wielding A giant computer body Which is similar to RoboTech Downloaded wreck From the million megabytes of rhymes that rest on Virtuoso's neck

One, two, three, four Get down What is it good for? All right (yeah, yeah, yeah) War, huh, yeah What is it good for? Ahh... War I despise It means destruction to innocent lives War means tears To thousands of mothers' eyes When their sons go out to fight And lose their lives War, huh, yeah What is it good for? Nothing War, huh (whoa, whoa whoa Lord) What is it good for? (Alright) Nothing War, it ain't nothin' but a heartbreaker The thought of war blows my mind War has caused unrest In the younger generation Who wants to die? War, huh, yeah What is it good for? Alright, war, war, war War, huh (whoa, whoa whoa Lord) What is it good for? Alright, nothing (war!) War Alright Come on Let me get a straight line Right now, in the middle, right here Straight line Come on Come on! Right down the middle Here you go, here you go Okay This side of the room, stop Don't do nothing This side of the room, clap your hands Okay On the count of four As loud as you can You'll say, "War" I'll say, "Huh, yeah" You'll say, "What is it good for?" I'll say, "Absolutely" You'll say, "Nothing" Have you got that? (Yes!) I didn't hear you, have you got that? (Yes!) One, two, three, four (War) huh yeah (What is it good for?) Absolutely (nothing), yeah, yeah (War) Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah (What is it good for?) Alright, bring it in Okay This side of the room Alright Now, I want you to do the same thing but better Can you do that? (Yes!) I didn't hear you, can you do that? (Yes!) One, two, three, four (War) huh yeah (What is it good for?) Absolutely (nothing), yeah, yeah (War) Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah (What is it good for?) Alright, yeah Which side was the best? I can't here you, which side was the best? Tell you what, I'll find out Everybody clap your hands, come on Okay It's gonna be you And me And the drummer It sounds like this

AXL, AXL, AXL, AXL AXL, AXL, AXL, AXL Woi-oi Ayy I don't cop things for resale, don't do iCloud, don't do email Feds wanna tap up man and wire up man like Chubbs did Detail Back when Ricky was doin' up Teesdale, I was doin' dinner with Teezy I didn't trust no one, swore gyal lined me 'cause gyal too greazy Niko never move neeky, sweatsuit Nike, sweatsuit DG If man get beaky, ring ring, call up GiGi, do him up neatly Used to look up to a man from certain ends with tune on repeat Thought he was a bad boy, then 'til man got pinched and man went PC Man went PC just like Dell and Windows, some man been those Before I was ever around Kendall's I was at ends though, dreamin' up Enzos The woman I do end up with has to be a bad gyal just like Munchy Can't have no pretentious ting when I know this road gets bumpy Word to the broski Jay, he got different names in different countries Three waps in the whip and we beat that case Where man live way too comfy I don't do well with people makin' disses or makin' threats Woi-oi, man got flown like private jets, for way, way less I know you tried to get one down on us, ever since then it's been stress 'Cause you know the rest 'dem owe you one and we always pay them debts Wassa, wassa, just like the crodie Pressa, I don't do no passa Link with Skull and Cuz and Jamie ah yard and we deh pon Gaza Pasha Sasha pissed, I was way too young at the time for slashings You niggas spend too much time on captions, not enough time on action Pick one man with slaps that's rappin', I bet he don't want no clashings The LV pouch on chest is just for fashion, niggas just actin' Are you dumb or stupid? The wheels on the Rolls is Chromazz, headshot domazz Just checked in at a hotel, floor that we on got potent aromas OVOXO link up, mandem drink up, me and the drillers Hawk and Sticks and Cash and Baka, Gucci, P, and Gilla And the boy that sound like he sang on Thriller You know that's been my nigga Yeah, we just had to fix things, family, 6ix tings, we can't split up As for the rest of the game, I'll do man dirty, man'll get two time To me, that's just our side, I don't really care who rides on whose side Bring ten shots to the poolside Never seen none of these grown men outside 4301, won't spare no one, niggas gotta know about Southside Steppin' outta line, get outlined, and you know I'm tied up stateside Bringin' man down when they take sides Tryna get saved by the bell like Bayside Prince, I carry that last name, that shit stays on me like brand names Jas just lined up brand new hand tings and nice guy on a madting Everyone I know has codenames, anyone I'm beefin' with is a no-name Niggas can't even win home games They just gotta fall in line like Soul Train Ayy Ya (AXL, AXL, AXL, AXL, AXL, AXL...)

Here stands a man At the bottom of a hole he's made Still sweating from the rush His body tense His hands, they shake Oh this, this is a mad boy Here stands a man With a bullet in his clenched right hand Don't push him, son For he's got the power to crush this land Oh hear, hear him cry, boy Don't you ever leave me alone My war is over Be my shelter from the storm My war is over I am a sad boy Here stands a man At the bottom of a hole he's made Still sweating from the rush His body tense His hands, they shake Oh this, this is a mad boy Here stands a man With a bullet in his clenched right hand But don't push him, son For he's got the power to crush this land Oh hear, hear him cry, boy Don't you ever leave me alone My war is over Be my shelter from the storm My war is over I am a sad boy Don't you ever leave me alone Be my shelter from the storm My war is over I am a sad boy

Am I of God or Satan or an obsidian hemisphere? Am I the fated sovereign or sanctitude inverse? Consider the great solitude of the truly liberated man Set forth to raze frail humanity once again Am I to act alone? If so, I'll draw blood from stone Am I to act alone? If so, I'll be the thundering tremor to whip the storm Why are we such tender flesh under blackening skies? Are we defenceless prey in a predator's eye? Can we stay stalwart in the face of fated tragedy? Are we to remain subjugated by fictitious morality? Am I to act alone? If so, I'll separate the meat from bone Am I to act alone? If so, I shall be the herald of reckoning's swarm Host of the ones condemned Dethrone god malevolent Hear the cannons roar We are off to war Uncrowned he with reins adorned Blacken the icon We for whom no god shall mourn Off to war Am I of God or Satan or an obsidian hemisphere? Am I the fated sovereign or sanctitude inverse? Consider the great solitude of the truly liberated man Set forth to raze frail humanity once again

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع