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All Out War
- StormTheArsonist Verse
- Im loading clips with hollow tips
- with extra back up in the whip
- with the 8 bars i spit, flesh rips
- with crowds yelling loud "thats that shit."
- knowing i'm on some revenge shit
- all scatter, afraid they'll get hit
- ducking and dodging as shells flip
- Im spraying out the window, lit
- driving 2 miles per hour, can't miss
- with that hong kong slow motion drift
- im lurking, scheming through my tints
- slanting my wrist till none exist
- told not too, but i can't resist
- this is the shit im on while pissed
- giving the enemy a glimpse
- no prints, with this unwanted gift
- real shit, causing the game to shift
- full of twist, thought to be a myth
- til enemies became, all stiffs
- as the bullets touch bodies lift
- they smell burnt rubber as tires rip
- before they drop, gone with the mist.
- don't sleep, that's just first on my list
- I'll be back to finish this shit
- Pre Chorus
- Turned to puppets by their lies
- We tear through smoke, blood in our eyes
- On the turret now—no time to cry
- Grit our teeth and aim for the sky
- Chorus
- We hold our ground, no way around
- This battleground where death resounds
- Till we hear that scream—"INCOMING NUKE!"
- Dive for cover, no time to spook
- Underground, hearts poundin', vision dimmin’
- Only mission: get out livin’
- In this condition—fuck it, we move
- Stick to the fight, we got nothin' to lose
- MisterCatBoy"s Verse
- We’re back—darker than it’s ever been
- Stormin' doors, takin' out these shadowed men
- Body bags stackin', this ain’t over yet
- Grip tight, no matter how deep it gets
- Pushin’ limits in this life of war
- Ain’t no rest, locked and loaded, ready for more
- Explosives lightin’ up the night
- Enemies hide heat under beds, ready to fight
- They dive first, tryna flip the script
- But we stay sharp, full mags in the clip
- Movin' fast—gotta find who they took
- Minds twisted, souls by the hook
- Pre Chorus
- Turned to puppets by their lies
- We tear through smoke, blood in our eyes
- On the turret now—no time to cry
- Grit our teeth and aim for the sky
- Chorus
- We hold our ground, no way around
- This battleground where death resounds
- Till we hear that scream—"INCOMING NUKE!"
- Dive for cover, no time to spook
- Underground, hearts poundin', vision dimmin’
- Only mission: get out livin’
- In this condition—fuck it, we move
- Stick to the fight, we got nothin' to lose
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