THE WARCHILD - Kalashnikov lyrics

Kalashnikov [Chorus: The Warchild] Kalashnikov riffle for all of my rivals Nothing against you it's all about survival I am the bible / the tree of good and evil That gave me the knowledge on how to deceive you Kalashnikov riffle for all of my rivals Nothing against you it's all about survival I am the bible / the tree of good and evil That gave me the knowledge on how to chastise you [Verse 1: The Warchild] Little boy f** around / I'm a buss a f**ing round Make ya brain touch the ground / Erase the Stinkin' frown / Off ya face On my waste / Got that steel you wanna taste In the place / It's a maze / I amaze / When I blaze Off ya frame / c the grave / b**hing / hoping you were saved I was risen from the dead / Mama found me in my bed No pulse / no breath / Holding the hand of d**h Now I stack bottles on shelves / Trying to behave myself But every time I take a step / it's a test / With no vest / try to k** me Be my guest / I'm a live nevertheless / In the spirit / in the flesh There is no reason to stress / Cuz im blessed / f** the rest Damn you made me make a mess As I wash the blood off my hands There is no joy in the demise of my enemies Sela**ie I protect I and I [Chorus: The Warchild] [Verse 2: The Warchild] Father / I thank you / For the knowledge / understanding The wisdom / the mission / The vision of the mother ship ZION The kingdom / the lion / Of Judah / And the TEKS / for the feds And the beds / for the dead / And the red dot on my forehead For every murder scenes that I fled / In previous lives As Hannibal / King Solomon / King David / Ghanghis Khan Shaka Zulu / Geronimo / Actin' like you ain't know Dog / you f**ing with the sickest dread / Hell is where you made ya bed Now that's where you lay ya head / Maggots eating through ya chest Several shots pierce through ya Tef / Hallow tips go through ya flesh 25 to life is d**h / Bodies lay cold and stiff Discharge another clip / 16 bullets made you shyt Make ya whole body flip / throat is slit / blood you spit Homicide will say that sick / Now I got to move out quick Kalashnikov rifle [Chorus: The Warchild] [Outro: The Warchild]