HipHop Lyrics:
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[movie sample]
I'm afraid you must defeat me first.. hahahaha
Do you think I escaped into this water mill?
{*sounds of sword fighting*}
[Hook: Warcloud]
Warcloud as Alcatraz, lyrics you couldn't figure yet
I came here to smoke a donut and eat a cigarette
[Intro: Warcloud]
It's Warcloud, formerly known as Holocaust
There could be no other Holocaust
Come and get battered and dismantled
[Warcloud]
Black Roman trojan with an arm full of corrosion
fighting in a mighty war with a heavy sword that's golden
Through the screams and explosions I move up cannons unloaded
to dismember a million warriors and arrest my Earth's errosion
My devotion is to AWOL, ravage and smash tanks
We stand on a sea made of glass, the king's a saint
I thrust my sword into a cloud, how real is burn
The sky broke thunder on a sonnet no man could learn
Warcloud stone steps rare galactic heartless
[Hook 2x]
[Warcloud]
I drag motherfuckers off into the sewers, they're losers
Direspect you fail wind up in a Mexican jail
Tequila crash fire across your face, I'm off the place
Sipping pina-coladas in the Bahamas with anacondas
And if people get beheaded they force a hardcore
Pistol pop ya ass, half a rapper's head with a car door
The written mental books of many wars, they don't make 'em anymore
Your verbal death, you avert the criminology of psychology
Brainwash to attack you, I stashed the package in a statue
Added to the vitality watch it burn through the realm of reality
You drop out of a climate, drop ya wife down in the hill's grave
Verbal pet cemetary, gun men down in the prelimanary
Bloody construction yard of angry men still tryin' to change me then
Being in the American forces of Saratoga between 1875 to revolutionize revolution
Dusty cannons'll barge ya harbors, your rap's baffled by the last castle
[Hook x2]
[Warcloud]
I found a dead woman in the river, paint her with make-up
After horse-races champ bounce before I quake up
Keep you all awake, keep heavy slugs from the grey goose
handle made from Indian wood used in a jail
My black natholic anti-deluvian scripts'll pop you
On deep heavy graffitti now windy driving Tahiti
Old spaghetti factory vampire eat gold, diamonds and rubies off of emerald plates
Titanium plate rib-cages hell's gate I bleed hellfire
Son always finish the game, shatter your cranium of vertabrae
Ceremonial, Warcloud is wicked god found a body down in the Bahamas
Stewardess Freya Arcana, an after life train station
Dirty weapons like frost grew
Molotov Kololov shatter figures in the hall of all
Hungry people of the Miss Liberty
Justice, eaten by children of twilight
Assassination vacation way down in champagne France
Gung ho gun fighters and Great Chiefs they use an old sick tree
Once for a town criminal jail disassemble the member of the white buffalo
[Hook x2]
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