Mach-Hommy - Silver Samurai lyrics

[Intro: sampled + Tha God Fahim] Me and your world are so vastly different you could never understand it, the action and the excitement of it all Know what I mean? The cunning-ness, being able to out smart somebody was a big thrill Ya know, not to just out there beat a guy up and slap him on the ground, take his wallet To out smart them, to out time them, to out think them even though they know that you're a crook When you're on the bus or you're walking into a check-cashing place or a grocery store they know to watch you and you still outsmart them... Like most people would think, well she knows me, shes on to me I'm gonna walk away Then they are still watching and they think they know, then they make on mistake and you have their wallet Yo, it's the motherf**in' God man You gotta watch it, know what I mean? Gotta watch every angle, watch your back, watch your front Know what I mean? f** man, they all around this motherf**er, straight up And I'll be the one to warn you my n***a [Verse 1: Tha God Fahim] I'm stuck in savage Nickel-plated [?] in the madness Cheap 38's stuffed in my pocket for the sadness As I roll oblivion, this world that we really in I'm seeing black zombies in this world filled with many men With evil hearts, I seen it be from the start Couldn't wait I'm hearin' sounds of war way before dark That's that mark of the beast, a dead body by the park [Dude's spite?] was weaker than his heart I catch a n***a real quick with the axe, then splat a n***a back, blow his cap, yellow tape it's a wrap I'm a fallen angel, so don't make me have to blade you, then raise you from the dead just to blaze you In hell fire, ninety percent of men is liars The other five is dead the other is wearin' wires I'm seeing the eyes of war again And so I'm forced to sin, go to hell then come back for revenge I'm kinda crazy and suicidal, I hit your vitals and leave you with a low chance of survival Snatch your title, then become your archrival Tha God Fahim, always been on some real slick sh** Penmanship always been superior to those I ain't shakin' hands with rap n***as, we all foes I'm quick to pistol dance with cowboys on dirt roads And unload, and make his f**in' body fold So what's the untold, define math for the gods AK shots no single shots it's barrage k** you in front of your garage, In camouflage I'm in Satan's [?] trainin' in fire proof pods What's the odds? You should just try and be wise I might just turn you to stone for eyein' the cross The devil made [cry?], If you tryin' you die Open fire, guns left his house on fire I come through the dam and sh** You gon' need religious practices, while playin' the actresses My sk**s are immaculate, your sh** is pa**ionate, my rhymes are infinite... Hey yo I been spittin' cla**ic sh**, I been mastered this And I'm showing no love, only thing you gonna be flowin' is blood Yo just put me on the Henney and bud I need my personal space so it's like f** goin' to clubs Do-do-do-do-do [Outro: Tha God Fahim] Uh, yeah you like that motherf**in' flavor n***a, it's grezelda Know what I mean? Can't f** with this sh**