Howling Wolves

Holocaust

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    We're arriving, there's a weird bloody air hovering around here
    No help around here... {*keys jingling*}
    Every master said this mist could help us
    {*keys jungling*} {*attack sound followed by screams*}
    Hey! Where'd he go to?
    {*gasping in pain*} Stinking god foresaken mist
    Ahhh.. {*attack sounds*}

    [Intro: Crisis (ShoGun Assason)]
    Wu-Tang trumps, sit around the round table
    Straight lyrical jewels, sippin' on black label
    Black Knights, Killarmy (all is one, in suspicion, yo, yo, yo, yo)

    [ShoGun Assason]
    I strike first, for my fangs got a blood-thirst
    Eject to redempt the potion, low tux' wit hemo' tucks
    Based on the circulatory, respiratory, and ya heart functions
    Disruptin' ya nerve pathways, in the power of blood clottin'
    Proteins that make ya heart burst, and the shittin' gets worse
    And this shit gets worse, cuz ya under attack
    By a lone wolf and his pack of hungry wolves
    Rippin' flesh off the bone, crushin' a microphone
    And suck out the marrow, we been around longer than the pharaohs
    From alpha to omega, y'all X niggaz analog like Sega
    Sixteen bit computer chips
    While I be movin' digital, online, downloadin'
    My words be wearin' out ya brain like erosion
    I got you trapped, surrounded, closed in
    Usin' my senses, to smell the chemical
    That seap through the pores of ya skin
    Like Jacobson's organ, you better beware of this lyrical horseman
    M.C.'s is gettin' tossed in, this rap rumble royal
    Cuz our styles is scorchin', I'm champion, no one can contend
    When I grab the pen and make my words blend
    As I solicit syllables, drop jewels
    Actual facts that leave full states cracked
    I hit him wit the truth so hard, I knocked his melanin off his skeleton

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    [Monk]
    The rugged one out the pack, Mighty Bomb Jack in combat
    Don't ask that, question: did we win or lose that?
    Black Knights, black kings, the massive, cypher, Now King
    Fatal stings wit punishment, Mike Tys' style is ruggedness
    Hit the undergrounds hard wit the industries harder
    The process of life, will bring the ghost right to a fight
    To ya beginners, Black Knights creep like Supa Ninjaz
    Lethal swordsmen slangin' all weak contention
    Wit my razor sharp projectile, watch how I Black style
    Always crack smiles and show my fangs
    Blood drains down the bottom of my fangs
    Lookin' for clues, the wolf pack was to blame

    [Interlude: Doc Doom]
    Aiyo, so stop smilin' (it's how it go)
    M.C.'s stop smilin' (if you livin' in the ghetto)
    Black Knights, Killarmy (nawhatimean?)
    Presents the house, how it go down, aiyo

    [Doc Doom]
    My darts travel at the speed of light
    So son take heed before you grab a mic
    Doc Doom is dangerous and dangerously lyrics strike
    Throughout the dungeon pit, spic niggaz be lovin' it
    Vow to never ever break the covenant
    Black Knights, West Coast Killa Beez, Bobby Digital
    Nowadays, rappers in this industry so trivial
    That means materialistic, bring that shit through my district
    And get ya top twisted like a Mystic
    You midget, you talk shit and niggaz live it, for real it's
    'Bout as real as it's ever gonna get, right here, right now
    Bang the underground sound that's world reknown
    I'm like a pitcher on the mound, throwin' strikes to these rap clowns
    So back down, Black Knight brigade, we bust like four round
    Only faggots pushin' my button like when phones dial (muthafucka)
    Now I'm the greatest sound that's world renown
    I'm like a pitcher throwin' strikes -- aww! (yo)

    [Crisis]
    When I penalize I paralyze, commercial niggaz terrified
    My peeps on the streets of Long Beach can verify
    And we terrorize different divisions and never blast to scare niggaz
    Black Tec niggaz, match the rap wit hand triggers
    Easy access, you faggot niggaz be theatric actin' in the gat fest
    Use that ass as target practice, blast liquid from a solid and
    Then return you back to gases
    Sharpshooters, sniper accuracy is what I mastered
    Slugs leave you broken up, got that ass open up
    You talk all that, you're jaw jabbin' once ya dopened up
    Scopin' us my rhymes blow minds like Cocoa dust
    We the drinkers, we connect like Pebble Beach Scar' flicks
    It's hard to think that sound of war got ya seekin' a shrink
    Make big cats shrink, sit back and watch the Empire sink
    As Black Knights and Killarm' get out the round table
    Every swing from the sword's fatal, leavin' the industry disabled
    Muthafuckas, get ready for this, we don't stop... (yo)

    [Holocaust]
    In the back, shootin' the pistols, return marsupial tissues
    My brain is a computer, which launch nuclear missiles
    That split you into halves, blood-baths, the first to last
    When I walk into the room feel a draft, I'm cursed and mad
    Hurt ya staff wit a verse from the past, I'm Killgrave
    Wander court fields in midnight and drill pains
    Still slaves in this drunken parade, blunts in the rain
    Realizin' I got nothin' but change, dumpin' ya frame
    Over water faucets, spin on ya side like Neptune
    Gun you down in rest rooms, M.C.'s catch flesh wounds
    On their ear lobes, sip my beers cold, sometimes appear old
    Carryin' seven scrolls, peg-legged in Musketeer robes
    And fear shows, dirty black pirate, the rap tyrant
    Scientist psychiatrist, drink and attack clients
    Track 'fiants when I step to the mic, weapon of light
    Holocaust, you regrettin' ya life, steppin' to fight
    Wit the humble young merchant, eighty minds in one person
    They hop in and out time to time, that's why I'm cursin'
    Who the fuck chump punks catch lumps and slump bunk?
    Dumb struck, bench press dump trucks wit one thrust
    Run just because you witnessed the scene, spit kerosine
    That ignites on sight, War Machine, the terror fiend
    Now the feast from the mind and the body, we still hungry
    Watch my tongue bleed, blunt seeds, I'm real ugly
    And twisted or tinted bizarre, I've travelled far
    Walkin' late wit an eye-patch, braids and battle scars
    .. Muthafuckas

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