The Military Mind of Chaka Zulu

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Yeah, one two
 Heavy Metal Kings, Paz, Bill
 Look
 Oh, we brolic now?
 I'ma have to clap at his dreads
 Only get a kick in the ass and pat on the head
 How this motherfucker breadbox lacking in bread?
 That's what happen when your washed up, passion is dead
 Anybody can get it, anybody that ask for
 Bird-chest motherfuckers, all the way to fat boys
 How the fuck's son OT with no passport?
 Caught too many bodies, there's way too many to transport
 Had to merk his man's for it, hooked to the bait
 And his blood before the beef like I'm cooking a steak
 Sleeping on a OG, a rookie mistake
 And there's bakin' soda everywhere, cookies and cake
 See, the toaster always on me if I get in a jam
 And if a enemy extend it I will spit at his hand
 Understand that Elohim live off the land
 Because Yahweh said the wolf would live with the lamb
 If I got to steal, to get over, I'm gonna do it
 My kids are not gonna go hungry out here, I don't give a damn from who
 I'm gonna steal and get it
 I'm not gonna break in no houses, no nothin'
 But if I see a nigga come down the street,
 or a white man, anybody come down the street
 And they got twenty dollars in they hand, I'm gonna snatch it
 Wiggers think shit's sweet
 I carry big heat
 Wavy hair. chipped teeth
 Up in the shit, deep
 Sip Jack, gulp Henny
 Young Lemmy run the jewels so my gun heavy
 In the bathroom like Kleinfeld fucking Steffie
 Cash rule every bustin cherry like Hendry
 Listen, get your fuckin' head kicked in for thinking you gully
 Spit in your hand, pussy, ice pick in your skully
 Stick a machete up your ass for a laugh
 Amongst the evil shamans
 Speak to dragons and cast spells like Stephen Bannon
 Squirling apparitions burn and crash the system
 Avalanches, tarantulas and assassins with pistols
 Walk through portals and the mind beyond the sky
 Cause what's normal to the spider is chaos to the fly
 Stay around [?]
 Before you see the light, fucko, you gots to die
 I used to go on, like on a rampage, grab five guys on the subway,
 take 'em all off, go back downstairs, take another guy off. [?
 ] Here's a guy, he's makin' a phone call, yolk 'em, strip 'em,
 when we draggin' this guy in the middle of the night, under mice [?
 ] pants stuck under his shoes, [?
 ] just drag him down the block, naked. Funniest thing

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Duration
02:34
Key
5
Tempo
95 BPM

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