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Gospel Of The Horns lyrics - A Call To Arms


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Like the wicked rule the weak Like all conquerors have their keep I'll tear my marks into your arms Paralyzed but still you're charmed Like the great white circles it's prey I rise above their deceiving ways Liars... Your hollow words play a hollow tune My eyes fueled the flames As i'm dancing, on your grave Like the great white circles it's prey Desert sands, mourning souls... I'll tear my marks into your arms Paralyzed yet still you're charmed Like the wicked rule the weak Like all conquerors have their keep Liars... your hollow words play a hollow tune

The Prince You Charmed

I've heard time and time again, how things fall apart, How nothing lasts forever, well they're wrong 'Cause through the thick and thin and the nights that seemed so long, You were there without a worry you stood strong You've got the key to my heart, right here in my arms, I'll keep you safe and warm And you'll never have to worry, never want for nothin' 'cause I'm. I'm the prince you charmed It seems so long ago, that my world was upside down When my life was filled with tears and the skies were gray But then you cam around I never felt love so profound I never knew that happiness could feel this way You've got the key to my heart, right here in my arms, I'll keep you safe and warm And you'll never have to worry, never want for nothin' 'cause I'm. I'm the prince you charmed I'll shout it out to the heavens, thank God for your love and all the things you do You've got the key to my heart, right here in my arms, I'll keep you safe and warm And you'll never have to worry, never want for nothin' 'cause I'm. I'm the prince you charmed

Curriculum 101

CANIBUS "Mic Club: Curriculum"
[Intro: movie sample] Claims are being made That for me go far beyond the available evidence In fact in many cases are contradicted by the evidence And that bothers me [Canibus] Forensic psychologists, Samuel with the brides Explains you probably never understand Jermaine Incoherent speaches, puzzles and pieces The sub-chemical deepness, suck his clan 'til they screeches Realms of heaven and hell Flowing angelic gell strikes with voron leukaemia cells Demons in hell, they call to me, I scream what can you offer me? They reply tecnosaucery They tell me the meek will never inherit the world Cuz they weak standin' on two 12 inch feet I dream Quashee Canonian dreams when I sleep Peyote leads to snakes with a blood of a priest In the room where the ceiling leaks and crimps in grease Where the living eats the dead and the dead reek Rockbottom transforms human beings to beast Why the fuck you think we got canine teeth? It's the optical stimuli of watching men cry I hope I've got time to repent before I die Battle me at the beach if the sea is out of reach Cuz when I speak what's fluid becomes concrete Like a falcon up in the sky, 10 thousand feet Lookin' down at you bitches lookin' at me Fame shift into 45 degrees, I'm too crooked to see I memorise the books that I read Suckin' from the breast of knowledge, constantly weaning Unforseeningly a genuis without meaning Try to visualise what happy Houdini was feeling Handcuffed under water without breathing Near death on a fatal quest for air But why should anyone care? He put himself there His career was based on facing the stares To take destiny from the hand of the man upstairs He didn't mind the cold stares he got from his peers They couldn't tell him where he was goin' or how to get there It's better to be prepared and fail than be scared and unsure of yourself and still get killed Don't rhyme like I used but I've still got skills More than a couple confirmed kills under the belt Huntin' MCs like huntin' Elk Camouflaged in the dense bust of stealth determined his health I don't do this to anybody except myself Stuck with motherfuckers like the trophy on my shelf Fuck the promo, nigga I do this for dolo Flow from the first album, the 24-0-0 Round the clock launce, I got a cup of coco When I be a no show with my girl fives don't go And she give me blow more than 2 times on the row And I'd rather chill with her than kill you with a rhyme that I wrote Count how many mics that I smoke minus the gold Bust dope, my battlin' average higher than most When I'm on the mic I release fire from throat If you disagree please do it quietly folks Anybody better than Bis must be a hoax Black man NO, what about the great white ho? What? Man you must be sniffin' the great white coke Don't you that's like Gary Comb, I'm fightin' a hulk Still not even quite that close A great mic fight in ya rubber dingi boat 50 miles out from the coast What the fuck is the maddness with you I beat you black and blue, then I give the tablet the true Better yet I put a tattoo of me on you A 10 by 10 ceelo go neon blue The most theatrical MC battle of all time I rip jackers like you, you know my call sign Kill a cobra, stick hooker over behovin' Motorise auto gyros with sycamore rotors Hydrogen peroxide, gaseous vapors Technically these words shouldn't even rhyme off paper In theory, for every soul that can hear me I'ma blaze them In practical practice my style's even greater Can't you see what I'm spittin'? Can't you here the difference? Compared to me you're energetically inefficient You need ten times the enzymes to process one of my rhymes You got to rewind every one of my lines Do you know how to paraphrase? Do you even understand what the narrator's tryna say? The climax explodes, nobody can force out of my flow Figurably the language is too dope Academic journals print my lyrical quotes They show parallelism in all the albums I wrote On any track I come off strong automatically Whether I write interactive or pass the capacity Poetry that I spit is autonomous to cliff written on tablets of clay mortar mix, superb Truly superb, analyse the words It's like I'm jerkin ya birds fly above the earth The Eye of Horus, the miniature tour ride within the giant tourist With singularity on the chorus I still sound enourmous Borderline, insanity tryna break you through humanities border With a new curriculm every quarter I'm the pawn of the pawner with the secret mic world order Baptise you with Jamaican White Rum and water If you got a hundred bars then I know you a warrior I'll be the one that award ya, pinch the medal on you Dedicate a song to you, cuz not in autoble You want a record deal Explain the lyrical grande unified field so I can test ya skill Do it in front of the class, chart diagram it and write it in latin Not spanish god dammit, step back so I can look at it da dad dad ada dada , ah what the fuck is that wack shit? Crumpsy and dumb like a hand with five thumbs Work for the Mic Club, Curriculum 101

It's Tough To Be A God

ELTON JOHN "The Road To El Dorado Soundtrack"
From the soundtrack 'The Road To El Dorado' I hardly think I'm qualified To come across all sanctified I just don't cut it with the cherubim The town's already on it's knees Being worshipped is a breeze I barely know the words to any hymn Listen if we don't comply With the locals' wishes I can see is being sacrificed or stuffed Let's be Gods, the perks are great El Dorado on a plate Local feelings should not be rebuffed It's great to be a God Tread where mortals have not trod Be defied when really you're a sham Be an object of devotion Be the subject of psalms It's a terrifying notion All those prayers and thos salaams Any normal man would bridle if he's forced to be an idol And a normal man's exactly what I am All the same it's pretty clear The bastards don't keep much up here They must have zillions under lock and key But Gods can force then to unleash Enough to make us nouveau riche Beyond our wildest dreams so follow me Can't you see I won't relax If religious maniacs Tell me I'm all-powerful and sublime How can I be their belief When I'm lying through my teeth Why don't we just say some other time It's great to be a God But if you get the people's nod Count your blessings, keep them sweet is my advice Be nirvana be salvation Be all things to all men Butter up your congregation Every Sunday score a ten All the alternative is dire Simply frying pan to fire So sign on two new Gods for paradise

Hollow Bones

[Raekwon] High potency top, smoke a bag of black And feel the vibe, wanna be wise We, form on a rising corner mean five Laws in disguise, throw on your slides Young niggas racist, smokers is basic We seen the eyes, laying up playing the cut What, stay in the truck, something told me duck Folding me up, my shoulders struck Out of luck, fuck the potters up Fell on a daze like a Golotta snuff Niggas tried to body me up I'm in the lobby bleeding Niggas in the witness office probably eating And sprinting and beefing, when they heard the shots Called the precinct and seen barber nieces beasting Niggas shot Shalar features and shocked her was a Elisis, Bent the spinal cordless creatures I'm gagging and flagging a cab down Guess who in the Benz wagon, dragging my sound down Macking it was Dale Breedy the greedy Caniving ass snake genie Cop with a bikini will murder charge and benini I'm feeling wheezy and the drain from the cheeba Grieving ain't even looking decent Seeing police niggas reaching That splash against my hollow bones That rocks my... [Inspectah Deck] Fleeing the crime scene speeding Beefing leaving behind cream Not even peeping that I was leaking Won't see the precinct just got a recent case beaten Still jakes are creeping Don't blow ya spot, stay the weekend Keep the ruger peeling who's squealing Few knew the dealings Keep the steel concealed in Cause we got no time for feelings Eyes on the building guards are on the corners illing Million dollar block villain plotting on a killing Feel like, a superhero talking like a true Deniro They boost his ego path and broke down Reduced to zero Cops feel we poors hoping I'll reveal my source, source That splash against my hollow bones That rocks my soul Oh oh, oh oh [Ghostface] Outside the check cashing, flashing Dipped in fashion Five cherry-faced fagots tried to cash in They keep laughing, Ghost you get ya face bashed in Who gave you these priveledges son why you maxing And we.. Feigning to take those move slow I'm hearing how you broke Rob's nose And I heard you keep a banging hammer Golden brass diamonds embroideries That was stolen that you haven't reported g Make very little noise, my shit hiccup Don't make this big stick up bigger Me and the boys I thought for a second then chose Rather than froze Had the jim star on my hand Yo what the fuck yo! that's when I ripped Timothy Snatch and dip john like imbaggable Had the mini axe tool, faxed him Shots rang off, bing, boggle-de-dum That splash against my hollow bones


WU-TANG CLAN "Iron Flag"
[Raekwon the Chef] So yo yo all I want to do is just tell them cats On the real, keep your game high man, keep it up Word up, never stop your goals man, yaknowhatI'msayin (For real baby) And, yo son, on the real I'ma get a sneaker just like y'all [Ol Dirty Bastard] I need help Because the black man is God The government is after me And the worst is, black man is the Devil I need help So this is to bring everything in the Someone help me please universe within the light Someone help me! Understanding They already did 2Pac My children, all six billion humans Biggie Smalls on the planet Earth Someone help me! Regardless of who or what, I love you Someone help me please! Word is bond, I love you Ahh! I'ma groupie for life, about nine wife All the babies are mine, save a child life No more doctors deliverin my babies Stick in pins killing me slowly To the President you say I'm a welfare fraud you motherfucking right! Let's burn this dark house white! Insecure about my ding-dong, married to Babylon My queen lookin at me like a pawn! [Raekwon the Chef] Splash the worst rehearse a verse Flashdance on the universe Televise the work Network Shop til your neck hurt Whattup Dirt, nine diagram phoenix on your sweatshirt Thirty-thousand went bezerk, it's like clockwork Rockport Mr. Raw God, hold the fort Collect thoughts, elect sports, sideswipe, by the white horse French cut, gleamin in the Benz truck, whattup Tellin my mens what Ten times platinum and we ends up draped out, jumpin out a cake, now throw your tape out Furniture style, holdin the mic we got it laid out Mind iodine Einstein remind mine People swam nine didn't know they own kind wrong time Denim rap, competition quick, handle that Suckin the jim hat, pervertin on my raps'll get you slidapped Mix drink Cuban Link lizink, flip a to zinc Plus, expensive like a roman mink, now think [Ol Dirty Bastard] An ugly thirty-six chamber degree, what, you wanna rhyme Deep bring 600 ABC through the love white hate line I'm telling you tornado, 42 billion thought travel The year 90's parallel, controls to the wakes I dig woman's stomach swell, my borough is dark Many lights UFO kites, Benjamin Franklin got it right Abraham I stuck your cherry tree Your white head came out my black pussy I ran Rip Van Winkle on all fours Mountains twinkle twinkle star, Tarzan in a jar And then came out Jane Flintstone in my gravel pit [Method Man] Kill the chatterin, niggaz bust shots, keep em scatterin Blood splatterin, on point like a javelin Fuck battlin, you cats is only good for babblin Imaginin yourself, as the God space travellin Round the seven rings of Saturn Got my sword plus the Abbot in the chamber, nine in the clip At the gatherin, we left you staggerin, yo it had to been Hot Nickel, who broke bread, at the Vatican Stick a pin, in a citizen, mental food, got us diggin in My compliments to the chef M-E-TH like amphatimens, yes stick it to the veteran Blaow blaow! Blown to death, take your medicines I put the sick in your mu-sick with Osirus Bound to blow like a bad sinus [Ol Dirty Bastard] Stay up at night don't sleep on your morn Rest in the day because it's sunlight Reverse thought psychology [Prince Rakeem] Child wild adventures walk trillions of square inches Ten percentage try to drain me of my mental strengthage Heavy wattage knowledge cleans blood clottage, and retardage I refine the garbage logic exterminate your cottage [U-God] Thirty-six anger, dirty language is the stranger The mangler, the honor roll singer righteous finger When we shine-a, we always find a never minor major Hard to spot we dangerous with our behavior [Prince Rakeem] Australian Venezuelaen illegal aliens Chameleons all catch the feelings we revealing Killer bee keep your mind at ease, lay back like Adam fuckin Eve Four thousand years in the garden, puffin trees [U-God] I aim slang I maintain, through the main vein The answer came clever, when we do greatness through trial and error Mile of terror motormouth, let the odor out Fumin greater, the temper in my spine huminator The super grass childish blast sleepy eye stash The hashish masterpiece, Osirus is the virus This split second splash, severe drop is near pop There's fallin teardrops, now is it worth your career

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