Kaminski - Barbarian Freestyle Sessions Pt. II lyrics

[INTRO] Attila 2015 Big up Slew Dem, big up Tempz, Lethal B Serious business [VERSE 1] What kind of things do you have In show'n'tell don't expect me to stop I'ma put them coins in my bag And clear everything out of your shop Better hand over the stash Your boys don't wanna see you impaled King of the Huns everything crash Your arms and legs to a cross with a nail Murk any man dem stand in my way Murderous til we get paid I'm not here to cotch or relax Just send me the fire blud burn the stockade Don't make man vex now or any time Today is a day you'll never forget If you don have a tongue to recall the tale I'ma brand my name straight into your neck BAM! I chop down your front door CRASH! amphora falls to the floor SMASH! all the things in your house SMASH! all the food in the store KEH-CHING! cos no we never go Grab the gold coins and silken robe You're never gonna see that silken robe It's sure…. what else you got in here? Run up stairs and into rooms Wifey's hiding make her swoon How would she like to concubine too Scythian whip will conquer you See man hiding Goth in garden Runaway slave never was pardoned Moving mysterious moving kinda reckless Gold teeth hanging on my necklace [Chorus 1] A to the double T I L A Not from LA but man still get paid Hunnic flava born in the saddle Manaman chop and manaman battle Crossed the volga cotch in a yurt Ride on horseback chase down skirt Playtime's over sun coming up Fire off arrows like brap brap brap Me have to bash down Romans so sly They wanna war, me don't know why Murk every Goth like a bird in the sky With the eye of an archer bow and file Now it's not about rank and file Man is king of this golden mile Chop informer to the floor with a smile We burn dem fam then chill for a while [VERSE 2] Some a dem call me Vlad the impaler Boy better know man the Asian dictator Might see me at the gate of Byzantium Burn dem Jericho hot like pota**ium Might see me cos we are legion Expect us blud man don't need a reason Might see you blindfold and a ransom BLAH! cut your head off like Samson sh*t! blood flowing 'pon the floor Sharp up the knives; pin em to the door Don't ask me who what why wherefore Rudeboy you started this world war Have I got a word for the haters Hiding in barns or smiling on paper Romans pagans Danes and Medes Counting hail maries or prayer beads What d'you know about the Scythian horde? Don't wanna see man riding his horse Me got me tints and scythian bow Scythian whip cut em up like blow Den I dey step right up to the fool Get off the horse and give me the tool I said "get off the horse! "this is extortion of course!!" That bwoy musta been short of hearing Cut off his ears but left him the earring Break the kneecaps put him in the boats Feed him milk and honey til he bloats Insect and locust going everywhere Extraction not long with diarrhea Den I go kick back with my fam Boil up a goat and chop hard pon yam [Chorus 2] A to the double T I L A Don't stress we just wanna get paid Stack them paper up to the ceiling Look left look right everywhere dealing Cos I move large like Lebanese Child of the steppe nuff enemies Celebrate that we roll deep please Black flags from Roman emba**ies Next step: burn down Rome Empress wedding ring, first cla** stamp Dogs be hungry give the dog a bone Emperor goes to a POW camp Even Pope says "don't do that" Me I don't care, kick him in the vag Shoot down angels get the honour badge Been there done there get me the scratch [VERSE 3] See man riding a Scythian whip Blacked out blinker warrior lean See man riding a Scythian whip License to k** since me was 13 Came from the ghetto born to be star Hermit of the rocks say: you go far Life on the prairie life on the boat Burn every castle burn every moat Where there's smoke gotta be fire Burn dem informer in a car tyre Eyes pon prize and next horizon Me I strike hard like Tyson And I got beef my youth Manaman got a bad streak my youth Roman coin pon road my youth Next emperor explode my youth [OUTRO] Barbarian Freestyle Sessions 2015 Ya don' know Not ready Rome, I dey murk you man Attila Shouts out: Slew Dem, Tempz, Lethal Bizzle Ya don' know Barbarians wanna come battle me you try man I dey burn you Slew Dem... We out yeah!