Verse 1
Saw your men, lined up for hope
saw em rolling up paper with some dope
You think this war is a big fat joke
Ill raid your bank account until you're broke.
Look at your nation
begging at the trainstation
forfeiting their creation
discrimination
a step down for you
means my elevation.
Hold up your weapons and scream
rearrange and order your regime
this is my esteem
this is my dream.

I know, you know this is our conflict
this is where you'll get your ass kicked.
I know, you know this is our conflict
I'm a killer rhyme sprayer addict.

Verse 2
Choke on the fumes I'm fumin
rip out the flowers that be bloomin
camera lens open, zoomin
you poor, no food, consuming.
This aint a battle, this a war
drown me, float me to da shore
Take a piece of me to the floor
pay the whore and close the drawer.
Open the fire, trigger your gun
shoot me and you shot your son.
Clean your conscience, clean it clear
heat up the crowd, hear them cheer.
This earth dont need you here,
dont need your hate, dont need your fear.

I know, you know this is our conflict
this is where you'll get your ass kicked.
I know, you know this is our conflict
I'm a killer rhyme sprayer addict.

Fall into prison
if looks could kill
I always had the vision
that made you ill.
Fall into prison
call in your men
my power has risen
Ill beat you down over and over again!

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