Pain Lyrics - Killarmy

Intro: 

"you feel some pain, but I'm known, you can't here me" 

"get out of my head" *gun shot* 

What, ("you feel some pain..") 

It's like this, what, what 

Check it out, yo 

[shogun assasson] 

This is war niggaz, a duel to the death 

You better make sure your swords sharp 

And you got a lyin' heart 

Cause, I strike for the throat 

And stab them with a deadly note 

That pierces the eardrums 

Those are the equally grym 

Now you're stunned 

Another victim of the shogun 

A spinal chop to the cerebellum 

So, go ahead, try to run in advance 

Cause I stand firm on my warrior stance 

Ready to be-head you, dead you 

Rid your body of a soul, make it an empty vessel 

Because, your rhymes ain't punctual 

My actual or factual, that's why I verbally attack you 

[islord] 

Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo check this 

Thousand dollar line for line paragraph causin' ruckus 

Towards y'all, weak motherfuckin analog niggaz 

Tryin' to come into the mist of my digital shit 

You get flipped on, snapped on your collar bone 

And a spike, cause I don't like snake niggaz in my eyesight 

Cause, I'm so agile and so quick to pull 

My razorblade sharp sword out the case 

And chop your face, disgrace y'all to another place with 

No traces left behind, where the body was laid out 

For the coroners to figure out 

That it was one swing from the guillotine 

That decapitated his head from his shoulders 

"you can't here me" 

"get out of my head" 

[beretta 9] 

Yo, we're holdin' straps of fire to make gunmen retire 

Or pisteens slugs that penitrated your entire 

Physical, that left niggaz critical 

Killarmy the black son to make all fuckin nine planets digable 

With the science to control ninety-nine, keep all minds alligned 

All the selfish will be dealt with by the nine 

M-m which stands for marksman, regard the last swordsman 

Which chop off your head if you don't live accordin 

I sincerely love allah's mathmatics, camouflage fabrics 

I got a revolver, fuck automatics, the black asaitic 

Lick em off to a shot at your motherfuckin attic 

"soldiers combine the sacred seven men" - killa sin sample 

"killarmy profilin' mostly buck whilin'" - islord sample 

"soldiers combine the sacred seven men" - killa sin sample 

"killarmy profilin' mostly buck whilin'" - islord sample 

"get out of my head" - movie sample 

"soldiers combine the sacred seven men" - killa sin sample 

[9th prince] 

Yo, I'm a legendary swordsman, bionic man like state forces 

Seven horsemen, wu-ninjas move across coarse sands 

I murder niggaz wit my bare hands 

It's darkness in the wu-caves 

We hang crusades, salute grenades, the sixty ways like frave 

My pistol has an infer-red, as an eagle 

Loitor will lag, blast the brains out of apple heads 

I leave mc's and dj's on twists at deathbeds 

Underworld statis, the black knight like latice 

Destroy the midnight train, my domain is built like alactics 

Beretta 9 the killin' machine 

Shogun assason is that nigga who chases you in your dreams 

Killa sin will kill again with the same knife 

The thief of bagdad could steal your life 

Pr terrorist and prince sadaam moves the middle-east region 

It's razorblade season, so all you putty-faced niggaz is badly bleedin 

[killa sin] 

Yo, I'm like a landmine, schemin' on air-time 

Keepin' on the standby, flight and blow the crowd with their hands high 

For now I amplify sounds of the coliseum down 

First round, face down, lace clowns like a nightgown 

Light brown, deck them down 

Eyes wide as I recite, beamin' the mic 

With satellites, tri-state cream 

To travel right, fleein' the scene 

Team fights with the livest mc's 

So, killarm, strike your moment of silence 

Live degrees, well you're eatin' them off 

That's the reason why your legion fell off 

You popped corns wanna be war pawns 

Once, the war's on, and al pachino won the last of red dawn 

Open mic session, bury you 

Spark a party up, somethin terrible 

The pain that my niggaz bring forth is unbearable 

Yo, I'm tellin' you...it's da fuck 

Outro: *various talk over samples* 

"arm make them, killarm's born man" 

"you feel some pain, but I'm known, you can't here me" 

"get out of my head" *gun shot* 

"...born man, killarm's born man" 

"you feel some pain, but I'm known, you can't here me" 

"get out of my head" 

"you feel some pain, but I'm known, you can't here me" 

"get out of my head" *gun shot*