paroles de chanson The Military Mind of Chaka Zulu - Ill Bill , Vinnie Paz , Heavy Metal Kings
Yeah,
one
two
Heavy
Metal
Kings,
Paz,
Bill
Look
Oh,
we
brolic
now?
I'ma
have
to
clap
at
his
dreads
Only
get
a
kick
in
the
ass
and
pat
on
the
head
How
this
motherfucker
breadbox
lacking
in
bread?
That's
what
happen
when
your
washed
up,
passion
is
dead
Anybody
can
get
it,
anybody
that
ask
for
Bird-chest
motherfuckers,
all
the
way
to
fat
boys
How
the
fuck's
son
OT
with
no
passport?
Caught
too
many
bodies,
there's
way
too
many
to
transport
Had
to
merk
his
man's
for
it,
hooked
to
the
bait
And
his
blood
before
the
beef
like
I'm
cooking
a
steak
Sleeping
on
a
OG,
a
rookie
mistake
And
there's
bakin'
soda
everywhere,
cookies
and
cake
See,
the
toaster
always
on
me
if
I
get
in
a
jam
And
if
a
enemy
extend
it
I
will
spit
at
his
hand
Understand
that
Elohim
live
off
the
land
Because
Yahweh
said
the
wolf
would
live
with
the
lamb
If
I
got
to
steal,
to
get
over,
I'm
gonna
do
it
My
kids
are
not
gonna
go
hungry
out
here,
I
don't
give
a
damn
from
who
I'm
gonna
steal
and
get
it
I'm
not
gonna
break
in
no
houses,
no
nothin'
But
if
I
see
a
nigga
come
down
the
street,
Or
a
white
man,
anybody
come
down
the
street
And
they
got
twenty
dollars
in
they
hand,
I'm
gonna
snatch
it
Wiggers
think
shit's
sweet
I
carry
big
heat
Wavy
hair.
chipped
teeth
Up
in
the
shit,
deep
Sip
Jack,
gulp
Henny
Young
Lemmy
run
the
jewels
so
my
gun
heavy
In
the
bathroom
like
Kleinfeld
fucking
Steffie
Cash
rule
every
bustin
cherry
like
Hendry
Listen,
get
your
fuckin'
head
kicked
in
for
thinking
you
gully
Spit
in
your
hand,
pussy,
ice
pick
in
your
skully
Stick
a
machete
up
your
ass
for
a
laugh
Amongst
the
evil
shamans
Speak
to
dragons
and
cast
spells
like
Stephen
Bannon
Squirling
apparitions
burn
and
crash
the
system
Avalanches,
tarantulas
and
assassins
with
pistols
Walk
through
portals
and
the
mind
beyond
the
sky
Cause
what's
normal
to
the
spider
is
chaos
to
the
fly
Stay
around
[?]
Before
you
see
the
light,
fucko,
you
gots
to
die
I
used
to
go
on,
like
on
a
rampage,
grab
five
guys
on
the
subway,
Take
'em
all
off,
go
back
downstairs,
take
another
guy
off.
[?
] Here's
a
guy,
he's
makin'
a
phone
call,
yolk
'em,
strip
'em,
When
we
draggin'
this
guy
in
the
middle
of
the
night,
under
mice
[?
] Pants
stuck
under
his
shoes,
[?
] Just
drag
him
down
the
block,
naked.
Funniest
thing
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