Dress To Kill - Killarmy

(reporter) 
We are at war with the enemy we can't see 
a brutal conspiracy of assassination 
Kidnappings  bombings  highjackings and mass murders 

(a woman) 
Leave the Girl alone  leave alone!!! 

(reporter) 
There's a battle ragin' fueled by desperation  hatred and fear 

(expert) 
Now the principal language spoken here is gunfire 

(reporter) 
it is a worldwar lead by holymen  madmen and millions of disciples 
willing to die for their cause their strategy is worldwide terrorism 

It's time to go to war niggas... 
Get the bulletproof vests niggas... 
word up!! 

chorus: Grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots 
Military gear 'n' go up like troops (4x) 

Yo, yo, yo, all rhymes is mad raw nigga, let the force pour from my jaws, lyric sause 
got high with fly sounds bound the floors 
it's war for all you rap acts who's wack, come back 
I back gats 'n' block for filts, to be exact like that thing (Pow!) 
Strikes in yo' nut, one shot, I bang slang to yo' brain 
get you open on top for some What What! nigga take that 
I'm in some shit is done, when it comes to track 'n' phat drums I am hung 
lyrical tunes that boom, crush consume 
brains leavin' yo' veins, puttin' pumps 'n' losin' the bock, blazin' hot glock 
raisin' yo' nut, cock to kill son(Pow!) Spill it to bomb, backglot? 
Yo, I'm test nigga, best be on Methstreet, I blast fast 'n' shout DA-DA-DAZ 
just like flexin' glass, foo, last tool shiped with dime, homicide collide 
with energize thoughts from dark side of Park, die 
Split yo' vest from yo' test 
My complex style be wild 'nuff tough like rough sex