Hard Body
Verse 1: Z1 Nation
They ask why I write battle raps, I live in a battle zone
Death lives a couple blocks from my home
Peace doesn't exist there’s always something to bitch about
Simple minds speaking their simple minds living in a richer house
But deepen my thoughts get drowned by my own words
Stabbed by my own pen, my blood speaks the verbs
I dig until I find myself in the earth’s core
Slap the shit out of Satan ask why he mess with us for
Piss on his flames, choke him with his own chain until his eye bust
So many demons on the worlds crust
Life is a paradox controlled by the cents
Niggas turn to stone like Medusa’s face is on the prints
Survival of the illest that eliminates the most
My words enter your body like the Holy Ghost
Burn through enemy flesh, stinks like halitosis
I can’t wear tight pants my dick’s claustrophobic
(Hook)
Hard Body, Steel City nose snotty
My troops built for the 4 seasons
Find where the proof is, WuLords where the truth is
The world seems nice but the sights are illusive
Verse 2 (Z1 Nation)
The rich get richer; the poor burn out like Newports
Nothing last long because life is to short
Past books ain’t meant for me, write my own history
Stupid non-caring teachers ain’t do shit for me
I’m outta school mom and dad gives the wisdom
Got me seeing brighter things with a better vision
So I’m coming to put the mass mind in a different district
The homeless holding signs saying it’s about to be cataclysmic
I put flavor in the game like turkey stuffing
I look young but seem older, I’m Benjamin Button
Intelligent edgy type cat, I’m Tyler Durden
Put it like this call me the black Brad Pitt
Mixed with fabric from a black angel’s straight jacket
Tactics of a single punch break em in eight fractions
Split it equally with my seven bros
And the last one I use to remind these other clones
My soldiers got!
(Hook)
Hard Body, Steel City nose snotty
My troops built for the 4 seasons
Find where the proof is, WuLords where the truth is
The world seems nice but the sights are illusive
The world seems nice but the sights are illusive
Verse 3: DIGI
I’m breathing clearly while your nose is stuffed up
I’m built for that tough stuff, scared cause my lyrical guns bust
Yo it’s times up son
I’ll give you a lock jaw like you playing with rust but you playing with us
Make your pastor say holy shit
Disintegrate your mouth, now you ain’t talking and that ain’t it
I got you psyched out it’s a lyrical wipe out it’s lights out
Whoever wanna step in the game now
Jigsaw you legs off you ain’t leaving now
Make you quit before attempt, WuLords won the war already
Hit you when you when you least expect it come and chase us
We on another map, Wu what you know about that
(Z1 Nation)
Survival of the illest that eliminates the most
My words enter your body like the Holy Ghost
Burn through enemy flesh, stinks like halitosis
I can’t wear tight pants my dick’s claustrophobic
(Hook)
Hard Body, Steel City nose snotty
My troops built for the 4 seasons
Find where the proof is, WuLords where the truth is
The world seems nice but the sights are illusive
Hard Body, Steel City nose snotty
My troops built for the 4 seasons
Find where the proof is, WuLords where the truth is
The world seems nice but the sights are illusive
The world seems nice but the sights are illusive
Verse 1: Z1 Nation
They ask why I write battle raps, I live in a battle zone
Death lives a couple blocks from my home
Peace doesn't exist there’s always something to bitch about
Simple minds speaking their simple minds living in a richer house
But deepen my thoughts get drowned by my own words
Stabbed by my own pen, my blood speaks the verbs
I dig until I find myself in the earth’s core
Slap the shit out of Satan ask why he mess with us for
Piss on his flames, choke him with his own chain until his eye bust
So many demons on the worlds crust
Life is a paradox controlled by the cents
Niggas turn to stone like Medusa’s face is on the prints
Survival of the illest that eliminates the most
My words enter your body like the Holy Ghost
Burn through enemy flesh, stinks like halitosis
I can’t wear tight pants my dick’s claustrophobic
(Hook)
Hard Body, Steel City nose snotty
My troops built for the 4 seasons
Find where the proof is, WuLords where the truth is
The world seems nice but the sights are illusive
Verse 2 (Z1 Nation)
The rich get richer; the poor burn out like Newports
Nothing last long because life is to short
Past books ain’t meant for me, write my own history
Stupid non-caring teachers ain’t do shit for me
I’m outta school mom and dad gives the wisdom
Got me seeing brighter things with a better vision
So I’m coming to put the mass mind in a different district
The homeless holding signs saying it’s about to be cataclysmic
I put flavor in the game like turkey stuffing
I look young but seem older, I’m Benjamin Button
Intelligent edgy type cat, I’m Tyler Durden
Put it like this call me the black Brad Pitt
Mixed with fabric from a black angel’s straight jacket
Tactics of a single punch break em in eight fractions
Split it equally with my seven bros
And the last one I use to remind these other clones
My soldiers got!
(Hook)
Hard Body, Steel City nose snotty
My troops built for the 4 seasons
Find where the proof is, WuLords where the truth is
The world seems nice but the sights are illusive
The world seems nice but the sights are illusive
Verse 3: DIGI
I’m breathing clearly while your nose is stuffed up
I’m built for that tough stuff, scared cause my lyrical guns bust
Yo it’s times up son
I’ll give you a lock jaw like you playing with rust but you playing with us
Make your pastor say holy shit
Disintegrate your mouth, now you ain’t talking and that ain’t it
I got you psyched out it’s a lyrical wipe out it’s lights out
Whoever wanna step in the game now
Jigsaw you legs off you ain’t leaving now
Make you quit before attempt, WuLords won the war already
Hit you when you when you least expect it come and chase us
We on another map, Wu what you know about that
(Z1 Nation)
Survival of the illest that eliminates the most
My words enter your body like the Holy Ghost
Burn through enemy flesh, stinks like halitosis
I can’t wear tight pants my dick’s claustrophobic
(Hook)
Hard Body, Steel City nose snotty
My troops built for the 4 seasons
Find where the proof is, WuLords where the truth is
The world seems nice but the sights are illusive
Hard Body, Steel City nose snotty
My troops built for the 4 seasons
Find where the proof is, WuLords where the truth is
The world seems nice but the sights are illusive
The world seems nice but the sights are illusive
( WuLords )
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