Samurai Swords
Z1 Nation
I paint the streets with your DNA
Decimate to decorate my dinner plate
Broccoli, vegetables with the extra steak
Cream spinach smooth taste got my stomach warm
Forty Nine Ninety One a fresh crop born
Jump out the pot my home block looks foreign
Innocent parents diligent thought the world was the same
A blind pup, God’s sky got me star struck
Adjust my vision on the pavement’s intuition
It’s twisted, the harsh truth makes it hard to listen
From funny smiles to hide the serious frowns
To poisonous rye running the town
Now niggas speak different slang, shout different names
Different lanes, different blood, different veins, different hoods that we claim
Yo we think different, got different brains
Living in the wild jungle, they think we all think the same
Yo answer this what comes first the egg or the chicken?
What means more, the message or the messenger within the religion?
If it’s the message why debate on the name
I don’t care who brought my mail I’m just glad that it came
Spark it up like the flame that sparks cocaine
Misleading teachings suffocate us in propane
So I dash blast wearing a gas mask
Gotta get out fast, not trying to get fast cash
I need the rye to last long with vast arms
Cause I need to keep my fam from harm
Heroic pockets hang low, nigga jumping from show to show
I think about that Cali sun sitting in the snow
But I don’t wear chucks for a reason
Cause them shits ain’t built for the 4 seasons
Steel City Keystone State plates
Blizzard talk Blizzard walk; yo I blast like a dessert hawk
Yo what your slang like? You slang yak
I spit facts in my statements. Boots through the icy pavements
Stacks bagels tryna to get famous, wait
…
…
There’s a delay when it comes to greatness
Cash is why niggas die
Well cash is how niggas survive. A thin line makes it wicked
Seems contradicting but it’s not
Cause we all know life is a paradox
Controlled by the cents
That’s why these rappers out ain’t making any sense
Cause if you have sense out the words that you sent
You get the amount of “cents” I said in this sentence
Think nigga...cause it’s worth it
Cause money without substance is worthless
Mind over matter, brain over surface
Strength, I’m the show yall niggas curtains
(Hook)
Any man can kill with the gun even the dumb and the blind
The strongest man can kill the man with his mind
Sharpen my swords all the way to the thin and the prime
Spit swords just to expose my iron red, yeah
I paint the streets with your DNA
Decimate to decorate on my dinner plate
I paint the streets with your DNA
Decimate to decorate my dinner plate
Lord Elite
Smooth general who speaks that neat
Lace the black boots walk the turf like cleats
No peace to repeat none to meet nor seek
[Won't keep no sympathy when the blades meet](pending)
Blood in the ice snow, ice cold/
Still left froze in the battlezone left the fight at the plank
Life’s always the same, just different venues
Samurai Swords, Art of War to be continued…
Z1 Nation
I paint the streets with your DNA
Decimate to decorate my dinner plate
Broccoli, vegetables with the extra steak
Cream spinach smooth taste got my stomach warm
Forty Nine Ninety One a fresh crop born
Jump out the pot my home block looks foreign
Innocent parents diligent thought the world was the same
A blind pup, God’s sky got me star struck
Adjust my vision on the pavement’s intuition
It’s twisted, the harsh truth makes it hard to listen
From funny smiles to hide the serious frowns
To poisonous rye running the town
Now niggas speak different slang, shout different names
Different lanes, different blood, different veins, different hoods that we claim
Yo we think different, got different brains
Living in the wild jungle, they think we all think the same
Yo answer this what comes first the egg or the chicken?
What means more, the message or the messenger within the religion?
If it’s the message why debate on the name
I don’t care who brought my mail I’m just glad that it came
Spark it up like the flame that sparks cocaine
Misleading teachings suffocate us in propane
So I dash blast wearing a gas mask
Gotta get out fast, not trying to get fast cash
I need the rye to last long with vast arms
Cause I need to keep my fam from harm
Heroic pockets hang low, nigga jumping from show to show
I think about that Cali sun sitting in the snow
But I don’t wear chucks for a reason
Cause them shits ain’t built for the 4 seasons
Steel City Keystone State plates
Blizzard talk Blizzard walk; yo I blast like a dessert hawk
Yo what your slang like? You slang yak
I spit facts in my statements. Boots through the icy pavements
Stacks bagels tryna to get famous, wait
…
…
There’s a delay when it comes to greatness
Cash is why niggas die
Well cash is how niggas survive. A thin line makes it wicked
Seems contradicting but it’s not
Cause we all know life is a paradox
Controlled by the cents
That’s why these rappers out ain’t making any sense
Cause if you have sense out the words that you sent
You get the amount of “cents” I said in this sentence
Think nigga...cause it’s worth it
Cause money without substance is worthless
Mind over matter, brain over surface
Strength, I’m the show yall niggas curtains
(Hook)
Any man can kill with the gun even the dumb and the blind
The strongest man can kill the man with his mind
Sharpen my swords all the way to the thin and the prime
Spit swords just to expose my iron red, yeah
I paint the streets with your DNA
Decimate to decorate on my dinner plate
I paint the streets with your DNA
Decimate to decorate my dinner plate
Lord Elite
Smooth general who speaks that neat
Lace the black boots walk the turf like cleats
No peace to repeat none to meet nor seek
[Won't keep no sympathy when the blades meet](pending)
Blood in the ice snow, ice cold/
Still left froze in the battlezone left the fight at the plank
Life’s always the same, just different venues
Samurai Swords, Art of War to be continued…
( WuLords )
www.ChordsAZ.com