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(Pre-Chorus: Ras Kass) Kick in the door waving the .44 To hit these n***as with the ill metaphors Forever raw, forever loving hardcore HRSMN bring the World War IV (Hook: Canibus) Horseman, graze like goats off the land Expand, then we chop it up like lamb I’m a horseman, he’s a horseman I’m a horseman Horseman, graze like goats off the land Expand, then we chop it up like lamb I’m a horseman, he’s a horseman I’m a horseman (Canibus) Killah Priest, Canibus, obstacle courses for HRSMN Dismount then engage multiple targets Shoulder to shoulder, face to face, we’re Saruman's soldiers The heat from the Second Sun smolders At 200 degrees I drop to my knees Priest told me to breathe, the time signature freeze I am now at peace, the ocean conveyer belt flows to the east The new Silk Road will host the beast Wo-ai-ni translate speech Silver Fox trades herbal spices to eat for rice and meat In the parking lot we drill doing Muy Tai Chi Tell Mook to call me after I write to that beat The dart spitter, thought ninja, sharp thinker Acupuncture heart pincher ricochet off the rickshaw n***a Hard feet, soft tendons, medicine, my pontoons walk on rivers "But why you still walk with a limp, Mr?" I was injured I self-administered apple cider, garlic and vinegar I feel better than I did in December Used to be gone till November, remember? Now I got security sensors for side exits, back door and entrance Posted up with night vision like lizard in Dark Knight prison The wise old owl with camouflage feathers Not to mention there’s not even a pot to p*ss in Wipe my ass with cardboard next doctor visit (Hook: Canibus) I’m a horseman, he’s a horseman I’m a horseman Horseman, graze like goats off the land Expand, then we chop it up like lamb I’m a horseman, Priest a horseman We the HRSMN The clan, graze like goats off the land Expand, then we chop it up like lamb I’m a horseman, Priest a horseman We the HRSMN (Killah Priest) Guns and blow, create a thunder hole for the young and old Black hole when crack soul protect the globe Crossbow for the lost souls in the last toll Pay yours fares in the air, the end is near Nah, the end is here, description of giant smoke stacked Blue plasma coil, blood in the soil, fight over spoil Gold or all out in Iraq, stress disorders And test the water, death or slaughter Protect your quarter, times are shorter Got my preacher at the altar No home cooked meals, just blood, sweat and steel Army shield, battle field, shoot to kill Castle hill, arrow steel, post traumatic Automatic, break your bones into fragments Blue dragnet, your crew will scavenge, move tragic The Hell jumpers and shell dumpers, they failed in numbers Coming in tanks and Hummers, a cold day in the summer Forged passports, we dodge the task force Traps across, who get the cops off? I’m at the dock with the boss Matthew Markoff We laugh as we dash like hot sauce (Hook: Canibus) Horseman, graze like goats off the land Expand, then we chop it up like lamb I’m a horseman, Priest a horseman We the HRSMN The clan, graze like goats off the land Expand, then we chop it up like lamb I’m a horseman, Priest a horseman We the HRSMN (Kurupt) We reconstruct, we decompose Disassemble the thirteenth member Around the compound of fifteen soldiers Led by four to start of the war (Ras Kass) Fee fi fo fum I smell the blood like Nosferatu Inhale invisible death like CO2 Slump you, your label mates and the CEO too See we know you n***a, IOU (Kurupt) c*cking the heat miser, feel the heat The elite, the street sweep pop hollow chrome Holla, separate your collar bone, mirada anointed, don’t get pinpointed Yeah, you about to get spread I’m coming for heads, HRSMN, headless I’m tactical tech technical techniques Torturous technician pirates The virus spread miles around Miles and miles, bodies found in piles for miles (Ras Kass) We run these concrete streets sporting cleats Ain’t nothing sweet, that apple [?] rap is weak I swing machetes and chop n***as’ legs off Complete, glue your ankles to your palms Meet the agony of defeat (Kurupt) You can’t push me, believe it I bash n***as ‘til they’re paraplegic The source, the force, the flames The innerduct, the powder, the outer terrain We the HRSMN f**k the games (Pre-Chorus: Ras Kass) Kick in the door waving the .44 To hit these n***as with the ill metaphors Forever raw, forever loving hardcore HRSMN bring the World War IV (Hook: Canibus) Horseman, graze like goats off the land Expand, then we chop it up like lamb I’m a horseman, Priest a horseman We the HRSMN The clan, graze like goats off the land Expand, then we chop it up like lamb I’m a horseman, Priest a horseman We the HRSMN
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