Bomshot - Terrorist Pirateships lyrics

[Sample] The fighter bombers striked the ships with their cannons Dropped conventional ammunitions and napalm on the ship Repeatedly from stim to stern After the marages have done their work, the ship was hit by medium bomber They saw missiles and, carrying napalm and other ammunitions like white fossils [Intro: Bomshot (Dom Pachino)] Warghosts, Dom Pachino Let's get it popping, Napalm, Napalm, what (Terrorist sh**, Terrorist sh**) [Bomshot] The Prince of Persia, no fingerprints on the burner Since the murder, I had the corpse of Mr. Burger The risen great forgiveness, amongst s** and sinners At thankful dinners, we discuss Satan's business Italian Stallion, solid rose gold medallion My whole battalion, calling ours to Long Island Or mighty God Allah, perfect the favors upon me The greats of wisdom, that I might be sent out to warn thee f**ing with me, you better just shoot me I leave you with loose teeth, have you bleeding profusely My rhymes devour, you f**ing with a higher power I'm a sky tower, I hit you with a fire shower I'm kind of on the horror side, take you on a drama ride Father homicide, the reason why your mama died f** a state trooper, I shoot you with bazookas While you dwell on my past, I'm looking forward to your future I'm a walking zombie, bad omens always haunt me I'm a beast coming out of this game like Jumanji Make you taste the hellfire, sacred faith of L vile Vampires yell siren, pawn entering my empire The clock strikes twelve, L's got wells around they wells Where I dwell, I got mad shells, filled with skulls To sell, my frontline's covered with empty shells My neighbors getting suspicious from all the funny smells Thugs wanna bang to it, hustlers wanna slang to it I wanna go to South Bay, throw me in the gang unit I'm dying for the day to pour, Satan from his dome So I can build my kingdom out of fire and brimstone [Holocaust] I go where there is darkness, always hit the target Ghost ships voyages, I climb inside and explode the starship It it written, for Godly sorrow work his appentice His salvation, not to be repented off, but to saw off the world worker's d**h I leave nothing left, your rhyme is facing a natural disaster when Something crept Fathom with help from a rag tag team of soldiers A scientist makes a last stand on Earth against an invasion by phantom And explosions, I break speak records at high speeds Gorilla war machines, capture and hunt you in a labirynth Conspiracy within a night scene Clash of the warriors standing near the invisible ninja family There is a man who thinks the government is trynna cover up a UFO landing I blow a pistol like John Henry Holiday to blow you all away The expirations of pirate ships in space, you die in this modern day I am heard by people in the middle of nowhere The metropolis dawns, before the evening an atomic bomb blows there Firearms k** revolutionaries, music and time travel device I body slide, leaving your skull in the ice [Dom Pachino] Frozen, brittle from corrosion Explosions, to the foes that think they know 'em And in the mouths of dirty b**hes that wanna throw 'em I got a hook, I'm the captain of the ship, when I'm rapping I got a patch on my third eye and I can still see what's happening Visual, lyrical craftman, real good soldiers, I staff 'em Load 'em in, my war craft and blast 'em Off to the Terror zone, where they learn to leave the dirt alone And my cream rise to the top like foam, stone the devil Make 'em experience what Jesus went through, repent too That's the reason why they sent you, a firely hell With a gross smell of human flesh, left to die a thousand d**hs My pirate ship full of scoundrels, that drink brews by the barrel Chain up pharaohs and make 'em sing Christmas carols For entertainment, mental enslavements the payment You can't sustain it, observe it, obsorb it, maintain it I doubt it, so much pain, I make them shout it They talk sh** about master Dom P, but ain't bout it, bout it I'm so inspired, I make your whole team retire Real talk, true story, liar liar I set your track on fire, I wet you up I'm spiteful, deviant, I even set you up Make 'em repeat after me, In Terrorist We Trust