The Unknown (Bronze Nazareth & Kevlaar 7) - Northern Battalion lyrics
Make no mistake gentlemen We're in the fight of our lives Against maybe the greatest battalion commanders I sh** you not - Any questions? Standing graphical, verbally mathematical Half-breed action, with the patent The longest division, candid-coal my precision When I'm ripping backs across the impacts Sixteen tracks, mixing boards pay for payback I'm innocent, Gemini old school recipient with the script Involuntary represent, Northern borders with the coldest wind F*ck Timothy, Briseño and Koon and f*ck saving the loons We need to save us - soon Superiority complex read your text, scandals, vandals, grandiose and panhandles While I'm living with two dollars in my pocket, dirty jeans and sandals AHHH! Spontaneous braniac's be the shadiest, our priority is consolidation But for the intruders and the jump on the bandwagon mothaf*ckas alienation My portfolio sweats like Oscar De La Holio (Hoya) Brace on your raps like polio The wildest philosophy ain't stopping me from delivering lyrical odyssey Steel-toe, more cold, raise bodies like Tornadoes Atomic botanic bomb decimate from the Great Lakes of Laos Carried by North Star gravity, crescent moon they trying to escape Blessing open wounds and buckets of Sodium Polyphosphate We could shift with the crisp, blood thicker than water stra** dilute Imagine being chased in the blizzard by a blood flatter Malibu Attack like Saber-Tooth Dragon, tentacles make my enemy flee Subterran hover craft escape towards the Arabian Sea Fifth Unknown Battalion, dirty Devils guard by the gallon Apostle's crease, seem to front me hibernate with the Salmon Murky physical stress, microphone prove best for words that rip the flesh They were potent, dialects venomous Scorpion fist Mirror image of Allosaurus, destroy army's larger than America Scary as delirious, lyricist scavengers Blood regurgitate through the basin, gold Dragon Bayonet welded to the mic so my words start fatally stabbing Titanic Captain, half drowning, half active Shallow rap Baptist, throw ninja's straws of gla** tips, b**h! "Go, settle up, lock and load" My reaction laid back, Bobby McFerrin snapping Chilling smelling incense, listening to Gil Scott-Heron Changing pace, Mundane, know when to flame, frivolous Mothaf*ckas listen, to the same old gibberish (God damn gibberish) No willingness to address creativeness, but it's war time here Sub-atomic melodic, pinnacle private, hypnotic prophet New idea pocket it, studio time dropping it Your cortex get lyrics; burning down Pyramids Founding Fathers built within, you're glad to take the a** whipping Courtesy of the Unknown Battalion; the white Stallion gotchu Spread Eagle about ten fetals then pa** through your body You make men slaughter a hobby, eavesdropping fellowship concocting Swabbing you, you're woof with cotton, YEAH! The Unknown vicinity is a black sea's on the vanity The entity, Major General bring the chaos continuously Explode vigorously; eye dilating from the annihilating blow Impossible for you to even harm the lyrical pinnacle war arm Hiroshimic voice bop, 45 degree acidic My sharp cuts result from wisdom; f*cking with Unknown religion My ordering overruns your district Punching immigrants, scaling the establishment Hooked to the building and invade the premises Fall to the forces, strength of 49th on 40 horses Novelize the anonymous, uncelebrated laws' Walk the battlefield shooting sh**, smelling like f*cking lubricant Sack over innocent, cutting mics with gold icicles He would speak; he's dead shot by arrowheads made by sharpened nickels Clutching abdomens with both hands, blaze slides with the diaphragms Release the poisonous chemicals into your bloodstream Enter your electro circuits like an F-15, diving into your gene Amphibious, warfare exoskeleton Sparks fly when men die from the warfare that's developing F*cking a**a**ination through this mothaf*cking station (Yeah) Northern Battalion mothaf*ckas (Unknown) The Unknown b**h, half-entity (Fifty-fifty)