[Hook]
It seems it never fail (x3)
That the devils got n***as domes locked in hell
So return to the darkside
Snakes are the n***as that stares you in the eyes
Death is a penalty when you die

[Islord]
Blood seeps out your right eye
Don't go against the grain
Or mad pain will be felt
Watch this underrated expert do his work
Islord chopping his way up the Billboard
The top notch; I got mc's gathering, sewed and locked
Similar to Fort Knox
Lyrical shots are shot rapid fire style
Killarmy Profiling mostly buck whiling
Like your click hoodied up with ten MACs
To the up most n***as is ghost
On the first lyrical dose
That'll wreck your brain like uncooked cocaine
Straight from the crates of the cocoa click
N***as chant Killarmy from Bronx Don Juan

[Hook]
[9th Prince]
Let me survive
After the fallen moon
Space became said
Planet Earth was a world of all mad
Solid liquid and gas
I became an ill fad and crying out shame
And heal the pain of less of my name
Tagged on the wall
Bited and blood stains
Until the whole world can see
The reality of a madness conspiracy
Dark heavens slinging in chemical smoke
Hold your breath or death
If not you choke and
Speak that what preachers will say
I gash him to pieces when he comes my way
Blood is worser to the storm
And the singers I jacked
Who are going to die perhaps
I sang marching men through the valleys from within
Then I spin into a circle of wind
Which is a tornado, armed and dangerous
Like David Koresh in Waco
To wake up the ammo
Killarmy dipped in green like Commando
[Hook]