Lirik Lagu Where I Rest At - Killarmy
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
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TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
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Intro: Beretta 9 & Killa Sin
Yo. Smell that gun powder in the air?Yo. I smell it kid.Shit is like this everyday when I wake up.We do this shit all time kid.It's a war zone.It ain't nothing new over here.Word up.You know?Killarmy time. Military thing.Shaolin thing.It's Born build nigga.Gotta civilize.Yo. Check it out. Yo. Yo.
Chorus: Beretta 9
Where I rest at niggaz scheme at plotSling rocks, stars, cops over on our block and get foughtBust a shot and get shot, smoke pot, get lockedDo a bid, while some taught to resurface to the streetSome don't last, won't weepWhere I rest at keep a vest and a gat at least three ways backSo, the flash can't track, where I rest at do the one to timeDouble dirty crossed sneeky snake fucks, where I rest at
[Killa Sin]Kid, but where I rest at the crime wave be jumping offLike suicide, commitors on a busy highway with they clothes offThe fire trucks, trust, bull swine, blow your draws offThe nine year olds toying with his sword offHe can hardly tie his nikes up right, so how the fuck you blow his toes off>From modernized, so are common, coarsed, where I rest atSteping out the front doors is set backThe warzone, the death trap, waiting to consume those who get trappedShaolin, the villianous island filled with hidden pure-bredsKilling niggaz who thrive on the forbidden ritualsOr getting you in the drop, fuck sticking movesThe pick you almost mentally popped like Scotty PippenMost niggaz fame is almost chain gangs in state prisonsWu-Tang reign this worldwide cave for dirty richmen
(Chorus)
Yo. Smell that gun powder in the air?Yo. I smell it kid.Shit is like this everyday when I wake up.We do this shit all time kid.It's a war zone.It ain't nothing new over here.Word up.You know?Killarmy time. Military thing.Shaolin thing.It's Born build nigga.Gotta civilize.Yo. Check it out. Yo. Yo.
Chorus: Beretta 9
Where I rest at niggaz scheme at plotSling rocks, stars, cops over on our block and get foughtBust a shot and get shot, smoke pot, get lockedDo a bid, while some taught to resurface to the streetSome don't last, won't weepWhere I rest at keep a vest and a gat at least three ways backSo, the flash can't track, where I rest at do the one to timeDouble dirty crossed sneeky snake fucks, where I rest at
[Killa Sin]Kid, but where I rest at the crime wave be jumping offLike suicide, commitors on a busy highway with they clothes offThe fire trucks, trust, bull swine, blow your draws offThe nine year olds toying with his sword offHe can hardly tie his nikes up right, so how the fuck you blow his toes off>From modernized, so are common, coarsed, where I rest atSteping out the front doors is set backThe warzone, the death trap, waiting to consume those who get trappedShaolin, the villianous island filled with hidden pure-bredsKilling niggaz who thrive on the forbidden ritualsOr getting you in the drop, fuck sticking movesThe pick you almost mentally popped like Scotty PippenMost niggaz fame is almost chain gangs in state prisonsWu-Tang reign this worldwide cave for dirty richmen
(Chorus)
