KILLARMY

[Malcom E.K.K.S]

This is doomsday, for MCs with hollow skills
Who talk about clothing articles and dollar bills
And fake a** fives that they dont even drive
Hip-hop is war and only strong MCs will survive
_doomsday

[Malcom E.K.K.S]

(You my man, you my dunn, you my son since day one)
My comrade my soldier, I'm the gun you the holster
(I'm the trigga you the finger, I'm the hand you the banger)
Most of all you my *nigga* (Day one)
We the day and the night, the punch and the spike
You the butcher I'm the knife, biggest story of our life
(You're the foot I'm the boot, the soldier I salute
and that's the truth, day one)
DAy one

[eraze]

yo man get off that killarmy shyt...u bringing back the ninties like pimples...poppin

yo word killarmy...blood for blood...

(Dom PaChino)
Deep in the hot sands of Savannah, stands a rhymin' highlander,
Mental expander with all the propaganda
You in a contest, on his conquest
lies a rap voyager, articla lyricist
Lyrics are Delhi like asbestis
You get cardiac arrested by the specialist
Commando with no encore, sore like a bald eagle
to this world full of evil
a shields of forcefield, transparent like Dear Parks spring water
tracks are trench slaughter like a chainsaw ma**acre
an ancient warrior trapped in Castlevania
One more way to explain is anger

[eraze]

more...army

5 star generals ft masta killa

<Dom Pachino>

Here's the non-carnivorous
Lyricist rhyming protagonist absorbing thoughts through my elements
Rip out your pancreas
Try to exit and get caught like a venereal disease
Niggas freeze before I sueeze
It's impossible to run when I'm done
Dom Pachino the son saving my universe now
Awaiting trial
Unidentified profile
Got you sewn like a textile
Lyrical navigator exploring different worlds
Mixelplick (?) style
Equipped with a vest
Killarmy vigilantes got MC's marked for death
Evil targets
Taking their lives like Grand Auto Theft
Then motivate like Dr. David Banner
Moving in bulletproof air crews with CB scanners
I channel
My life can never be a manual
Unpredicatable historical like a Greek oracle
Words pronunciated plural
And shot through my....

[Malcom E.K.K.S]

Ayo, Me ifelt tha dirty weaponry album, think it was the dopest from these cats...    
Bastard Swordsman, swing yo shit
(I'm duckin all of em
Swingin back, double edged axe we cuttin all of em)

[eraze]

yo ekks, my change that flipping big a** avata...u taking the flipping screen...biayatch

[Malcom E.K.K.S]

yo ekks, my change that flipping big a** avata...u taking the flipping screen...biayatch

Ova my dead body, I'm telling you....          

[eraze]

i m tellin u, i will change it for u....im telling u...yes....