sky of night in the wild wherein the lions fight
i got my knife in the pocket, rocket nowhere in sight
i guard my life with a fist hitting some idiots
hideous intents, intense menace civillians
under brilliance lying a minor side of violence
built for survival I'm lying eyeing the rise of tyrants
tire irons, I'm under fire from enemies
anything goes, no holds barred until the sound of sirens
metal batons and brass knuckles, get buckled
we scuffle for next to nothing no pity within a violent city
you wanna hit me come get me you better bring a bat
attack you back I'm more rapid, jack, i know thats a fact
and now you bleed from receiving a kick , shit
i leave you leaking i'm pleading the 5th
this aint really nothing you know I can keep it coming
I'm rabid, jabbing you, stabbing you mother fucker start running
[Verse 2]
clash of the titans, no scratching, savagely biting
we fighting for honor, frighten, inciting violence upon em
we want em, its such nirvana to light em up, marijuanna
pirhanas inside a city, insidious with kitanas
i caught him in the neck, for heavy disrespect
expect a check for life, because a pipe was used to get u wrecked
direct deposit with a blade, my agents love the chaos
possibly sadistic we some monsters with a fist of death
i got a crystal rep for smashing cats with glasses
fascists better run we brought the gun they better hit the deck
I'm like a technician, no other competition, compromise for nothin
scratch your name off from my composition
fuck a petition, just listen, well burn em at the stake
he met his fate, it's too late like the steak on my plate
too late for mercy just emergency surgery
murder me, never,clever, I'm product of all that u hate
An awesome combination of heavy and more ominous sounding tracks. Labal-S does his thing seemlessly blending sci-fi, religion, fiction and more into hard bars. Storm Gaza