Rob The Viking - Kyla lyrics

[Verse One] [Mad Child]: Who raised by wolves, trained by gorillas Caged fighters, gangsters and k**ers Skateboard kids, successful drug dealers Pro snowboarders, and bikers they all feel us I guess it's the adrenaline rush that flows in us Run with my sons of d**h. We all winners All got fight in our blood, we go-getters Something out there that we want, we won't let up Battle axe warriors, we armed to the teeth And I'm a little monster, a conquering beast White rabbit, Black Sabbath, bad habits My girl's in love with a thug and a drug addict Slow evil, back to my high Til i poison the oceans, and blacken the sky New me being born, horns and wings Torn between good, and doing very bad things We the underground force protectors You don't want to f** around with the corpse collectors My partner, Mr. Cloak'n'Dagger I'm the blazin' angel, known for raisin' hell And we don't plan on changin' [Hook]: New breed, full blooded thoroughbreds Organized, don't k** without the go-ahead Wanna step to my crew? Go ahead Once it's on, we won't stop til we know ya dead Street soldiers, you don't want to enter my circle There's hundreds of thunderous tempers New breed, full blooded thoroughbreds Once it's on, won't stop til we know ya dead [Verse Two] [Prevail]: Out the mouth of madness, come these truthful words Swollen Members will emerge, converge, and overtake Approach those who make promises they don't intend to keep Inferno rise up, I'm unreleased, the miracle on earth Some will experience, all will see I appear in locations, (where) carefully selected Prepare for our music as rare as Led Zepplin. (Right) We're graceful as sharks when we hunt our profession. (Let 'em know) You get the bull if you mess with the horns You should have told your homie, there's a lesson for em. (Tell ya boy) Be impressed with my storm, it can form from the shoreline In wartime it gathers more strength, full of lust. (Yeah) Your light will dull, mine shines as bright as prophecy Fulfilled by my steel will and iron fist of M.A.D The grand inquisitors beyond all walls and perimeters The laws of the land can't limit us. (naw) [Hook] [Verse Three] [Prevail]: My first spirit dance with the strength of a tribal chief Deeper than a dead man's chest. There is no rivalry We survive time while we build our crew lethally We are the word on the street yet sworn to secrecy Basements, nightclubs, fight clubs, alleyways Our people are well prepared. They're all waiting for the day (it's here) Where they can proudly say, "We fought for a reason" Everyone in black bandannas pledging allegiance