Bastard Swordsman Lyrics by Killarmy

Bastard Swordsman Lyrics

    Intro: p.r. terrorist

    I do, i know, i know what time it is
    Terrorist, the bastard swordsman
    Holocaust, yo, yo

    [p.r. terrorist]
    Rap diligently, return of the arm
    The star trilogy, scars and injuries inflicted on my enemies
    Attack you mentally, draw up and stand just like a centipede
    Then strike fast, leave ya weak ass up in a sling
    In the infirmary, telling war stories like you was king up
    In my rainforest, yet the god rain the hardest
    Flame and fury, torch off ya skin tissue and cartilage
    Throw darts the sharpest, aimed at ya head, ya man parted
    Looking retarded, telling him you never should've started
    What you couldn't end, handled my friend since age 10
    But he's not my brother, though he helped me out up in da deep cover
    When shit got hot, all palms sweating on the rubber

    [holocaust]
    Wu-tang, wu-tang yo

    Chorus: p.r. terrorist (holocaust)

    Bastard swordsman, swing yo shit
    (i'm duckin all of em
    Swingin back, double edged axe we cuttin all of em)
    *repeat 2x*

    [holocaust]
    Inflicted with a rare disease, mc's flee
    Fought wars for centuries my wounds bled killer bees
    Roam the battlesight word, shatter mics i've had a tragic life
    Blood splatter nice ghetto life live on a sattelite
    Blind, injected with venom from water moccasins
    The child who floated in the air lock without oxygen
    For seventeen years all i learned was profanity
    Graduated from the academy of insanity
    Holocaust, loud mouth who roams wise
    I'm hideous glancing gouge out ya own eyes
    West coast that grotesque group flow's wet
    Bury you and some in norweiga wit a broke neck
    Wu-tang, seven death blows
    Explore the globe,
    Stand in shallow water and slaughter those who oppose
    The passionate destroyer who stings like antiseptic
    Barbaric, esoteric, half-sorcerer, half-skeptic
    Anorexic, war machine,
    Depressed, drunken mess
    Learn from the best, snatchin ya fossil from ya flesh
    Bloodshot, doctor killgrave, subterranian
    Skeleton's reinforced with stone and titanium
    Gyros, hun blood and oil flow as one
    Mental powers override iron fist and blade tongue
    The bronx don, with bomb songs, hit hong kong
    Holocaust is scientific experiment gone wrong

    [9th prince]
    Yo, ally commanders come dress to kill
    At the armageddon wedding
    We're the old temple platoon ya die soon
    Our battlegrounds in the womb of the moon
    Most of yall niggas is cloons
    Gettin hit by typhoons, machine guillotines
    Rip out the spleens, tonight while ya screams
    I'll blast ya in ya dreams, listen to my bombs
    Like you used to read the psalms
    I got firearm like megatron, asthma attack rap
    Snaps, windpipes crack,
    Bury ya ass beneath the graveyard shack
    Third eyes like binoculars, visions of the lyrical opera
    Sponsor the conquer, i blow spots like the unabomber
    The stage is made of steel cage, battlegrounds of
    Starrcade '98, i meditate at a rate that'll cause an earthquake
    I drop antrax bombs on your plantation,
    Then murder you twice, to make sure there's no reincarnation

    Chorus: killa sin (shogun assasson) 2x

    Bastard swordsman, swing yo shit
    (i'm duckin all of em,
    Coming back, double edged sword
    And cuttin all of em)

    [shogun assasson]
    My mind is bad, because it's great to see that full
    My old dad, and charter his story
    And made him believe in a my-story
    That's how you know times is bad
    When gods is being killed by crabs
    That invest these streets, it ain't safe no more
    So before you leave your front door the war is cold
    So grab your heats, your god-u now
    And your teflon cause the war's on like
    Red dawn, i'm a threat to america like saddam
    I be the verbal terrorist doing the strength of his language
    Now i'm mad like max, when i attack tracks
    To the death of wu wax, i drop facts like
    Bombs on saigon, it be the music that makes me sick
    And act like a paranoid schizophrenic,
    I leave your mind in a state of panic,
    Like a claustrophobic trapped on the titanic

    (chorus: 3x)

    Outro: shogun assasson

    Mother fuckas
    Comin straight for ya jugular vein
    With my double edged blade

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