Flesh... (Killa. St. Clair... Killa. The silence isnât over...
No place to run... Stalkinâ gat fools, walkinâ jack moves...
St. Clair...) {clock ticking & news tragedies}
Aw, sheet! Repressinâ the scripts on yâall punk m*therf*ckers!
What the f*ck you thought, trick-ass hooker?
Flesh, the last tru souljah standinâ makinâ these silly-ass niggas weak,
slappinâ âem up with game with basic instruction before leavinâ home.
-Refrain-Flesh-
The end of the world has come, itâs 1999 and time for retaliation
Flesh
You better back up my weaponsâ flexed Iâm gonna get caught up protected when
I roll Oh no, here I go Iâm keepinâ my mind fresh, and the glock more flex
and might judge your life and soul Fine, alright, gotta stay on the grind,
itâs almost 1999 I gotta get mine before itâs over, yeah, partied hauled over
time
Nigga,my dogs down for whatever, you heard me? No matter the cause, fuck the
law,
retaliate on all yâall The government wanted to brand my hand but I count
the number slowly Nigga, me wonder why they want us so fried and out of line,
but Iâm not ready Survival of the fittest, you down ride or die? Choose your
destiny
Grab the heat , letâs gather up in the streets for battle We gotta fight for
peace,
let us prepare for the war/ Donât sleep cuz Armageddonâs on the way We gettinâ
ready for combat; Soldiers suit up We cominâ through storminâ
and gonna blast on anythinâ breathin' shoot âem Leavin âem all bleedinâ
from that bullet or wound, assume that they are doomed, stretched out in a tomb
I tell it the way I see it, thatâs how it is Just how I feel when I just flip
off the top of
mind, he will So you better run, duck, hide You better stand up and act like a
man/
And itâs your chance to do what you can so put it down
-Refrain-Flesh-
-Hook-Flesh-
(Better bleed the blood, flesh, Jesus got you, slip, ya snooze ya lose)
Flesh
Here we go once again, itâs on Gotta stack my dollars up to the cielinâ
Can you feel it, holmes? Iâve always been known to get on my hustle and grind
And Iâm gonâ thug and get my stroll on till I get mine
But, nevertheless I got my pay, if you wanna play me Iâm gonâ buck (buck...)
with my gauge Go ahead, make my day Either which way it go,
you wonât be saved so say a prayer Gimme a 5th of liquor so I can swig off with
my
niggas and get rowdy My niggas, we âbout it, smoke up an ounce of weed
I guarenteed I got what you need on cash delivery, you gonâ recieve, dog
Exactly now what was your order? Put it down and Iâll make sure that youâll be
pleased As long as you got my green, by any means neccessary, you gotta be
very wise, and by any means neccessary, you scary, you gonâ fry
Iâm wicked as I can be , remain a boss in your city, and if any yâall haters
want me,
come and get me Slug hit right on your dome, wig splitter, G, fuckinâ with
these Mo!
Thug, kill or be killed Gâs If you wanna test us, we gonna rest your soul
eternally
Get ready to feel the wrath of God, and if you get caught in the wrong youâre
gonna
get tossed in the lake of fire and brimstone
-Refrain-Flesh-
-Hook-Flesh-
Better bleed the flesh, Jesus Got you slippin' You snooze you lose
Flesh
And itâs on in the land with a great big cannon cocked Swarm, storminâ in
through
the land My niggas, they the last tru souljah standinâ and let it repeat to
test it
pray and test, then again I say that's me runninâ hell Sit in fire Flesh, you
better
lesson when I roll better think twice so better beware, Flesh and snare ya,
better
we got Armageddon bringinâ the terror, terror
-Refrain-Flesh-
The course is chosen. It canât be turned. What do you mean the course?
Toward death.I donât think weâre gonna blow ourselves up. I didnât mean that.
The prophecy.Death.