5-Star - Night of the Long Knife lyrics

[5-Star] Life in these streets is ill, so I embrace steel Verbal scientist that sweep many battlefields Brilliant like the mind of scholars, we seek dollars Defender of human rights, I move with solar power Son of the Universe, cursed by pagan smoke Wimbledon gra** while I hunt for the a**ailant Black masked ninja typed thief inside the castle World game of d**h scale the Tower of Babble I travel in the form of a storm or a bee swarm Dirty butcher knife slit your neck then I'm gone It's the Night of the Long Knives, I rise from the wreckage Bronze hooked the beat, make sure the mic's connected Selected by high priest, to murder the beef The ultimate goal of war is to bring peace The Celsius increased to code red levels 5-Star the Avenger chop the head of the Devil Then lounge with the angels, celestial portrait The force that I carry keep the planets in orbit Mash with the Bronzeman through the swamp lands Where n***as is cracked out and the corners is blacked out