Global Domination

(Lord Lhus)
 You don't wanna step we f*cking you up
 I'm with the click now - in T.Dot Running em up
 Hit you wit sick styles
 Comin' for your daughters and sons with a crew of hits
 But I'm the father of your style wit a gun, get ammunition
 I can never be stopped, you can never take my spot
 But you can get shot, ask about me on the block
 It's the one real as Lhus, never faking to fuck
 It be like some killin ... in the face of a chump
 This is murder rap, the rebirth of raw music
 We connect in T.O with Reel Wolf and Tom Vujcic
 A nuisance - spark marijuana everyday
 It's Lord Lhus, South Carolina born and raised ... mutha fucka!
 (Sean Strange)
 I'm a New York giant, attackin your front line
 With a shotgun clappin have you gaggin on blood trife?
 My click will give the morgue another toe to tag
 Chop you up and stuff your head into the bowling bag
 Show the flag - prepare for Global Domination
 Control the population, never fold to confrontation
 I'm doper than a bundle if you dare to try
 Better know I got the shovel and a bag of lines
 My names Sean - the true product of the Creep Code
 No matter what my heart will forever be cold
 Through the jungle my people keep lurkin
 Cousin Pat to the death - the fuckin' Street Urchin
 We keep the heat burstin'
 (J Nyce)
 They gon' kill us, nah, we gon' kill them
 We're not guerillas, we just real men
 Real killers gripping heaters 'till your steel bends
 Real recognize real, but I don't hear them
 End of the world, end of the road, disappearing
 Hanging from the end of the rope, this is where it ends
 My friends were informants saying they were???
 They got me in a sting like a nest full of hornets
 I'm not going to the bing, I'm going to war with
 The Canadian government, judges and lawyers
 I think God is sitting back, watching and enjoying this
 Destroy this - J Nyce hit the button, the missile deployed with
 (Sicknature)
 Sicknature part of the goons, Stompin' platoons
 Ya'll get entombed if ya'll interrupting
 We barge into this game with the marvelous move
 Your better off embarking for doom
 I fuck your image up like a tattoo artist on shrooms
 I ain't stoppin' for less - Think because I'm sick
 You'll be stuck in the bed with dickfaces
 Cuz I'm fucked in the head
 We could release this - the reaper deceases; Eager to eat this
 A beast that's quick at snatching your chain
 Leavin' you pieceless
 Sinister with prominent wishes - Stoppin your business
 Shit is in re like you got your eye popped with the spinach
 Got immaculate plans - Used to chill in Copenhagen
 Now I'm crashing through the gates of your city
 Like a battering Ram
 (Shallow Pockets)
 Total the damage, I've broken the planet, awoke in a panic
 So much for granted - you don't understand it
 ...chrome and the cannon...
 Brought a gun to the show - they should've pat me down
 Dead bodies on the floor - hope you happy now
 Now the cops on the phone tryin' to talk down
 Won't let the hostage go but I'll let off a round
 Take over the globe - take over your town
 Vancouver to Scotia - I hear you loud
 Cop dope when the price is down
 Look at your head it got a price on it now
 Livin' the life that you writing about
 Seek Pockets and the lights went out!