And Justice For All Lyrics - Killarmy

Fuck y'all analog niggas, we be digital 

Wu-Tang, Killarmy, we indispensable 

We never fall, we stand tall 

Like skyscrapers and Justice For All 

We move on M.C's mechanically 

Strike nerve like Ghost Vs. a Canopy 

Hard to touch retarded fucks 

Playing with they fantasies 

Respect this, specialist, black testing 

This will get ya necklace jacked 

And named scratched up off my guest list 

Party freak, you the type of nigga 

That'll hardly speak unless you spoken to 

We throw a cold screw and sober up 

When I'm approaching you at the same time 

We posting two niggas on tha ass-fist gonna do 

What they supposed to do 

The limelight snatched away from you 

Because it's my night 

Killarmy blaze inside of the twilight 

You better get ya lines right 

Half of these crabs can't even rhyme right 

Which dart slows 

With body movement and blurry eyesight 

What you want I already got 

And after I control I keep head high 

Head pon-cocked 

And pockets rollin', you foldin' 

You fagot ass fuck yo, Farotion never fails 

Shoot at darts sharper than a carpenters nail 

Inhale life, exhale strive anxiety's 

Trife blowin' smoke out my piece pipe 

Ducking the snipe shot off the top 

Of the White House and cop 4'S 

War never does and many causes 

My offense is my defense extreme precautions 

Moving cyphers high velocities making you nauseous 

Ya forcing it, garishly extortionists, aborting this 

Space ship thats spacious face it 

I'm on contain shit 

Pioneer looking for honey and is it matrix? 

The case is if not ya basic way to make shit 

Embrace it knowing some day you'll have to face it 

Fuck y'all analog niggas, we be digital 

Wu-Tang, Killarmy, we indispensable 

We never fall, we stand tall 

Like skyscrapers and Justice For All 

(So fuck y'all, so fuck y'all niggas) 

Yo, yo hard to grapple 

I raise the sharp scalpel 

Technique slaps you 

Invasion body snatch you money grip 

I smoke the honey dip blunts, cherry bomb, very calm 

First bursts like a shot from the Berry homes 

You'd be most wise to pay close attention to Willy lynchin' 

It's stupid to fuck wit' Bobby Steel's henchmen 

I step into presidential credentials, evident my potential 

Be infinate, deluxe benetic, sluts invincible 

Only ones can know me, swore me before the Dolby 

Alexis Colby broads try to control me, pussy whip me like Toby 

Fuck the local, I move global, economical 

Ship sea promise fool, my info glow 

And the dark Wu-Tang logo 

Sparks the attention, look listen observe 

Killa bee swerv, slam like Dr. Julias Erv 

Still strike the vital nerve 

Charter through the Magna Carta 

Trapped like Otis and Carter 

Wild like the Shaolin style or Manos Harbor 

King devine, forced to shine 

Head burst open like a bottle of Pine 

Use penmanship when I write my script 

Blunt spark em' and them mark em' homeless 

Killa Hill syndrome, peace to Two Tone 

He must know me, to understand me 

From what you do to realize I'm you 

Everything I do, honey bee from the bee hive 

Evergreen squeeze, dried leaf 

Smoke Killa Priest from the tribe of Levi 

Smoke out and not steal or blunt spill 

The indestructible Bobby Steel's is here 

Yo, in the heat of the night 

My 4-7-7 mash on the mic 

Killarmy and Trappa John M.D, full metal jackets 

'Cause some gots to have it 

Kill or be killed, only time will reveal 

I think by myself and I drink by myself 

From 9-8 until let me know its real, son 

If it's really real 

Understandable, self explainable 

Caution, John Blaze flammable 

When under pressure, interchangeable 

And still coming down like precipitation 

As I reign undisputed, how Johnny do it 

Dangerously, whoppin' cough 

(Cough, cough) 

Two and off stank pussy make my dick soft 

(Huh) 

Bottom line be this high 

Explosive, not for the average Joseph 

Come and get some, hold it 

Keep one up in the chamber, blast with my middle finger 

Now I toss men attack like the Four Horsemen 

See me dog walkin' strickly getty-o slang talkin' 

All up in thease guts, soften, these rap niggas, official 

We slap niggas with mack charges dope shit regardless 

We usually take another niggas garments 

(What?) 

Straight up and down 

I got this rap shit locked in '98 

Niggas can't escape the laws that I enforce 

Like top notch politicians who be pola-tickin' 

Slam through expand 

Total construction across the planet 

And micro chip software placed in the rear of ya ear 

As I sit the next year 

All y'all analog niggas, fuck y'all, we be digital 

Shit is critical like the hallways in my projects 

Similar to the streets in Tibet 

Fuck that, I ain't playin' wit' a full deck 

(Son, son, son, son)