America's Nightmare; Young, Black, And Don't Give A Fuck
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Lyrics
lukec the warrior, my battle axe chop off heads
i never leave the battle field till yall all dead
bloody sword, blood soaked armor
brains on my shield wit lungs blown on em
cut throats, put an arrow through ya stomach
this is straight warfare, nobody really want it
thats how i deal wit this hip-hop
niggaz rappin that bullshit, but when i come through all that shit stops
if i get shot, i aint gon brag about it
have a million bodygaurds n have myself surrounded
maybe thats me, nuthin but the real
i aint a faggot, walkin round wit bloody kilts
i like spiked bats, filled wit rusty nails
slam in ya skull style is how i fuckin feel
everybody in my crew got a dozen kills
if its comin from the darc side then it must be ill
ya blood boilin, now feel wut custard felt
ive been surrounded before, but i never fuckin knelt
i hold it down, hold the crown and a hundred belts
i'll hunt you, cut you down before another step
i was a young reptile who was motherless
grew up in the wild hated by the other kids
now im a king combra n my venom's lethal
i'll tell ya unborn baby that it'll never see you
thats how i do this nigga, straight ruthless
its beyond music nigga, thats useless
cut the bullshit, i'll kill you wit acoustics
my crews thick no worries bout a judas
this is luke bitch, DC killa
you well never here a nigga in the streets illa
i put my word on it, got you people nervous
cuz you dealin wit a half man, half evil serpant
its the nightmare known to pollute ya dreams
put my needles in the arms of you music fiends
bet you never thought hip-hop could look this mean
spittin bar after bar without a hook between
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