G-Clef Da Mad Komposa - Gun Sword lyrics

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G-Clef Da Mad Komposa - Gun Sword lyrics

[Intro: G-Clef Da Mad Komposa] The year is 2099, time to go to work [Holocaust] I may not initially enter a dwelling patient without a invitation A wolf thirsty threw the window at me Leaves an empty town, feels he's being watched patient In a dark destined location The fancy world of crime, like these villains in the film Dick Tracy on my mind Straight, no chaser, the fakes that who love it The Twilight Zone rhyme, like an eye reflect in the mirror What's the glacier of them at night Freeze, the snow cloud that get it like a frog The ring of poetry in the fog A night at the opera, crash, crash, crash My warpath is the epilogue, turn you inside out, cla** dismissed Before you reign immortal, you fall, all dirty like a mannequin The disaster of war, you outside in the portal [Ace Gauntlit] Sky labs, 2099, yo, yo Razor sharp rusty blades spin, you failed to the trust last heartman Each possess the breasts of an underwater dark marksman That vanished when fire, smoke collide, this only element five Even though the dumbest in stride I can never be simplified into anything less than clever Six gems flashing in a five finger glove made of leather All my snaps is armored axes Fiending to have you download tracks for the old satisfaction Naturally limbs respond with quick twitching Modern day ammunition, built inside the arm Personality switch, he k**ed you, then forgot Ya'll like small pigs, raised on slop, I'd rather get you in feces Worms in the brain got me screaming, she squirming Easily purified by this premature fire burning Righteous in eyes is fire, the foundation for learning elevation tactics Verbal sk**s then stripped down, to without the right to gat this [Atlantis Scrolls] This is gun sword, behold my ultimatum Guns of Navarone, chemical warfare in my warzone Grab a gas mask, we ain't breathing the O-Zone, in 2099 Poisonous oxygen, third world apocalypse We cilivize Metropolis, ominous exiles From the future, escape from an island There was no surviving, my commons kept on dying For what? Your respect? I'll disrespect your intellect We bring war in the flesh and it's mad to the next I'll terrorize your air, calm your respatorial I'm very terrorital, tossing ninja stars From the corners of the corridors Splitting split second with the half broken sword Blow up your world with bricks of C4 Hitting you with fuse, if there's blood available At your local music store [Watt] Make way, young buckaroos, I'm going in Ku Klux Klan vs. Panthers, who wanna win? Whatever, anytime, tough Tony rappers is phony Regardless to who you are, get scarred, you and your cronies From a place of the fouless creatures Where body parts go on telephone lines instead of sneakers My borough is the reason for TNT, me and P First to set it off and the last to flee Shadow Clan, it's hard to box something you can't see Move only in stealth, hide in the air, jump out of trees My gun sword shoot off legs, cut off heads Family guy to pay for your burial, so keep your bread m**m swordsman with a nine and a grenade You can't run, I'mma get you, s**a, like John Sway Whether old or new school, you ain't exempt from the blade Modus Operandi, the wack gotta fade [G-Clef Da Mad Komposa] I'm a bayonet, historical props, just like a red coat I pierce your throat, and then I exit through the back I space time continue, blueprint, til I'm up in you Then explode in 1988, take out the wack Nobody believe it could be done like this But my revenge came right on time like I'm Swizz You people just don't know, you can't see How a fat muthaf**a like me, is so G Heh, I'm so G, it's my first damn name Melchizedek's the attribute, so please don't make me have to shoot You kids mind your manners, like you mentally politer I'mma teach you grown up lessons like you taking cla** at night Cuz I'm a Soul Kid, getting dough, kid No time to babysit you punk a**es, I got my own kids You be aight, just stay in the child's place O.G.'s, we run this sh**, your wacks is jus wet in space