missiles loose

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missiles loose
Sep, 6 2015 • Written by armageddon • Featuring precision and ThaEmphamissEyecis
 
(Armageddon)
 
Armageddon is a weapon always locked on target
no guidance ,
press my buttons,with bombs right next to my trident
let the seconds tick away, it only gets more violent
,im rotten like a my squadron ,im enlightened that you talk about me
,that just means im unstoppable not forgotten ,
radio waves are like Poseidon, i drink monster cause ima titan!!
its your brethren here to strengthen, these patrons ,
the beacon is lit ,you get sentenced ,redden,
it tares at your tendons, i am legend
,breath fire at you swine like a pagan
armor is teflon ,don ,age ,im here ,the stong arm ,a x felon,
a ghost when the day is said n done ,
for months iv seen you fund, to be in the front
first place , you still goin through puberty wit bumps
,steady, take lessons before tryin to jump...
i built my rep from the ground up ,
rippen chumps rippen trunks right out the ground pumped!!
leave yall in the dust , i aint gotta use teck terms
,i still leave yall stumped ,like wat the ,, yo just pass the blunt
damn this nigga , bummed..
whats next umm yea ..i only just begun , returned for the homerun like fuk it ,let em know Armageddon .. cant be outdone ..
you dumped i lunged ,got closer to the front ,just for fun ,
im bright like the sun ,in the evening leave yall stunned
i meant to drop this lika ton ,this is the breakfast of champions!
changing all you motherfukers into cinnabuns!!
 
 
 
(precision)
 
cinnabuns. ill from the tongue, till i'm done , precision ain't the one,
to be fucked with son. --->recharging, armageddon, emphasmiss holdin
it down, most importantly i'm reversing action getting the rebound.
and precision comin large and awkward like a martian, caution,
like a marksman i sharpen my skillset, best to bet, never forget i'm
makin dollas hand over fists pension plan service time like a sergeant,
caution to the wind, whiteboy, lyrical flows y'all enjoy, kinda gotta hitch in my giddy up gangsta limp. inconsistent constantly, already to much
drama stop airing the dirty laundry, when u rolling with me seamless
transitioning how it ought to be, not a liability, talkin bout flawless
appearance, name on marquee, celebrity, an occurrence repeated
enough becomes boring to me, my lyrical flows a damn delicacy, where's my homies at riding right next to me>complacency derives extra
additives, mentality crazy, eyes hazy off the endo, never lazy lettin u know, off the dome with precise cuts, kurupt from the gut never givin a fuck.
 
 
 
 
(Emphamiss)
 
 
Soldier listen up pay attention, shhh listen...or abort this mission
And clearly that's not our intentions, this war is about opposition.
Feel the tension, now suit up and take your positions*
I enter the enemies territory, infrared distinct visionary, my
Glock and my knife is all that I carry, no time to be scary..
Im like a blood Hound, when it comes to battle grounds.
Require no site all I need is sound, Mark my target and all
Enemies found* Casualties of war, blood guts and gore,
Body covered floors, holes for doors shit tally the score.
And there will be no more*
 
Im hostile, distant marks of projectiles, over 8 miles thru
The rivers of DENILE, and clearly aggressive is my style.
And I grab niggas with jaws of a crocodile, I'm vile. Better
Approach me cautiously, Cuz I dismember MCS, cause
Worldwide wars and tragedy. Call me calamity..or the
Company of misery, nuclear warheads and Weaponry,
Tech 9s, mossburges and assault rifles, the rhapsody
Disciples, screams stifle, shadowing nightfall, close
Range insightful.
 
1.2.3.4.5, the countdown who will survive, my army leaves
No one alive, musically derived, this is our drive, atie up and
Place all bets, but stepping to us will put u in debt, direct and
Few select, I'm makeing this a terrorist threat, we collect souls
And put holes in places untold, and hide in places too cold
Crossed and arms fold, tales left to hold..Armageddon put
And end to this and with Precision we made it Emphamiss.
A direct hit, we never miss our missiles are loose and u are
On the list..and from.Head to wrist, we r the ink that made this
EXSIST.

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