Killarmy

[9th Prince]
Yoaw! Whattup
This right here, is an explosion
For all the radio stations
Across United Nations, United States
Word up, turn this up right here
Aiyyoaw, aiyyoaw
Originators we came, gladiators, God-body regulators
We're street educators
I was born through the womb, of Emagene Hamlin
She's the creator of the Terminator - 9th Prince, rhyme slayer
Stayed in ten housing projects, razors, machine gun blazes
at'cha neighbors - Jamaican rum, no chaser
Number one contender, we can busts guns after dinner
Last man standin, he's the winner
Ghetto prime minister, Desert Storm ski-mask avengers
We move like ninjas in the winter
Brown-skin Adonis, slugs to the stomach, blood gush like Ramic
Mad man's bionic, check the weather climate
Strike like lightning, terrorists Islamic
A ghetto superhero, like Marvel Comics
Vertical limits, fresh notebooks I write anthems to crooks image
Cross the lines of scrimmage - I shoot you in your temple,
and leave your face shattered with dimples
Killa-Arm could never be so simple
Cross my heart, I won't die 'til your ass is crippled
In a wheelchair, knee-cap raps, flashbacks to digital, warfare...
[talking]
Yoaw, I wanna say whattup
to everybody who copped that first and second album