Gangis Khan aka Camoflauge - Ninja Swordz lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Some gangster science Nah mean? Yeh [Hook] Hey yo, I feel like umbilical cords at bloody morgues My mental injures lords with science of ninja swords Frozen rain, open brains with pains of swollen veins Holding canes like a pimp with a limp, and golden chains [Verse 1] A-yo my words be a sacrifice For n***as in the afterlife My thoughts float around with the stars like they were satellite I'm the last brave man to shake hands with caveman Take land and make plans with mans who understand Choking glands, smoking sams for centuries Hey yo the future's already written son, I hope this sh** mentions me The past makes a man who he is, this sh** was meant to be I learned to let life take path it's not my burden I learned to live my life by the minute like Tyler Durden Cause in life if you fightin' with self, you won't win You see the things a man owns, they soon own him They got little kids in school under evil spells That's why I never went to school That's where the evil dwells See these streets is hell In the deepest well I learned to live, independent I just need myself Politicians supposed to be the peoples help The most righteous, be the ones with the weakest health Rich n***as dying, still trying to keep their wealth Buddha says enlightenment can be seeked inside our self A man got shot, on the spot over nothing It's pathetic paramedic approach him with anesthetic They ask him who could do him such physical harm While the shooter get away with his criminal charm (With his criminal charm) While the shooter get away with his criminal charm [Hook] Hey yo, I feel like umbilical cords at bloody morgues My mental injures lords with science of ninja swords Frozen rain, open brains with pains of swollen veins Holding canes like a pimp with a limp, and golden chains Hey yo, I feel like umbilical cords at bloody morgues My mental injures lords with science of ninja swords Frozen rain, open brains with pains of swollen veins Holding canes like a pimp with a limp, and golden chains [Verse 2] Ay yo, the scene of life is spoken through daily living People go to church every week, still unforgiven If you run through through the rain son you still get wet Ay yo the birds of destruction be the US Jets See I move like the soldiers in the fields dodging bombs Or I move, like lil n***as smoking weed dodge they moms I roll past the heavenly gates with bloody palm Smoking in the eye of the storm where sh** is calm Going through a difficult stage, I live the hard life Growing up my bones grew strong, eatin' my mom's rice My old man is heavenly You never diss the god's life He ever tried to rap, he would probably kick a scarred cyph War veterans, injected by human medicine Produced and manufactured by human intellignece Women throwin' sh** in their crotch, claiming they celibate Men kissing men, yo son it's just preposterous Women throwing babies in cans in the apocalypse Tobacco k**in' n***as within through the esophagus n***as selling d** on the corners where the profit is I'm only stating the obvious [Hook] Hey yo, I feel like umbilical cords at bloody morgues My mental injures lords with science of ninja swords Frozen rain, open brains with pains of swollen veins Holding canes like a pimp with a limp, and golden chains Hey yo, I feel like umbilical cords at bloody morgues My mental injures lords with science of ninja swords Frozen rain, open brains with pains of swollen veins Holding canes like a pimp with a limp, and golden chains