Wild International

One, two, three, four
 They say that in war the truth be the first casualty
 So I dig in selector, I the resurrector, fly my shit
 Sever your neck wider than ever
 With my tongue dipped in funk arsenic
 Burn this illusion, this lie with straight arson shit
 Your arsenal stripped, power ain't full jackets, and clips
 It's my ability to define phenomenon
 Raw Crenshaw '84, boogie down before
 L.A., when the war break off, where you be take off
 Stand in full face off with the M1 millimeter
 Let the rhythm of the chamber hit 'em
 Let the rich play catch with 'em
 Better yet, make 'em, eat 'em, and shit 'em 'til they
 So full of holes that they drown in their own
 I'm like a nail stuck in the wrist of they Christmas
 Don't need radio to leave they family a witness
 Muhammad and Christ, word life, would lay your body down
 To a tune so wild international
 In the desert full of bullets, let your body rot
 With my chrome, with my verse, with my body rock
 Both Muhammad and Christ would lay your body down
 To a tune so wild international
 In the desert, full of bullets let your body rot
 With my chrome, with my verse
 In this era where DJs behave, be paid to be slaves
 We raid airwaves to be sane, and what's rainin' from the station?
 Cash fascination, like livin' dead Fed agents
 Distract us fast from a disaster's wrath for sure
 Air war was flooded like the ninth ward
 On the AM, on the AM, turn and face them
 Hatred and mayhem, slay them, dangerous, I take razor steps
 It's the swing from the bling to the bang on the left
 It's the murderous return, boom back full strap
 Your six that got clipped, you can't clap back
 With minimal lift and criminal flow
 I'm killin' them soft and billin' them for everything stole
 And once again I'm that nail in the wrist of they Christmas
 Watch me make they family a witness
 Muhammad and Christ, word life, would lay your body down
 To a tune so wild international
 In the desert full of bullets, let your body rot
 With my chrome, with my verse, with my body rock
 Both Muhammad and Christ would lay your body down
 To a tune so wild international
 In the desert full of bullets, let your body rot
 With my chrome, with my verse, with my body rock
 International
 International
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 Muhammad and Christ, word life, would lay your body down
 To a tune so wild international
 In the desert full of bullets, let your body rot
 With my chrome, with my verse, with my body rock
 Both Muhammad and Christ would lay your body down
 To a tune so wild international
 In the desert full of bullets, let your body rot
 With my chrome, with my verse, with my body rock