Army Brigade lyrics

Artist  : Royal Fam 
Song : Army Brigade



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f/ True Master







* originally on the "New York to Paris"
compilation







[Timbo King]



Army brigade, guns, grenades, fuck a parade



A dirty blade pierces your skin, you search for
aid



Medical, Royal goverment, the federal



Knight to King-Bishop 3, my move is jettin you



It's actual, a scientist that's graftin you



What you think? That's the question that I'm
asking you



Bomb material, you die from the radiation



Royal Fam/Ill Base, what? Affiliation



Collision, crashing niggaz like a test dummy



Accident/meant to happen, you rest ugly



Dressed in armorment, fight like barbarians



Slaughtering heads, we got connections with the
aliens



Royal, down to Earth like soil



Four-fifty farenheit, I make the mic boil







[Dark Denims]



My raps slaughter everything just like Jemel the
poet



Bring the light, I be the king to knight when I
swing the mic



You grow wings of flight like Nike Airs



Beware, I might tear through your right ear with
a nightmare



Grow white hairs on your cranium cuz I'm draining
'em



Stainin 'em, steel is titanium



Brutalize computer guys that utilize the
distics



Snap their necks like dipsticks for wearing
lipsticks



Blends quick like defence, sylabbles in
sequence



Intents to bomb police precincts



Forceful instructor, reality conductor



Puncture the structure of corruptors



Lyrical master, I blast until your disaster



Faster than Nasa, get ghost like Casper



After that, flip off tracks like an acrobat



Phat raps thats cleaner than clothes out of a
laundry mat



Me and Timbo leave rappers in limbo



Vocal crescendo blows your style out the
window



Damn, brothas is foul like spoilled ham



Oil grams, the Royal Fam eating up your ground
like the oil man







[True Master]



When you least expect is when I attack



Infact, your format is not yet suitable for
combat



Still desendent factions in the kingdom



Campaign desperate attempts to take you
freedoms



Emphatically, wack stratagies don't impress me



Impulsiveness'll bring a fucking tragedy, test
me



Descent to the essence quickly, niggaz strictly
flip



Fuckin with this royal assembly, his majesty
summoned me



The Chief Administrator of the Law



True Master of this hardcore Art of War



I explore the depths of conflict with no
pretense



found the best strategy, the most aggressive
defense



So when you rush to attack, it be I to crush your
force



and exhaust your supplies, don't send for
reinforcements



Give orders for men to maintain they respective
borders



or it's a god damn slaughter







[Stoneface]



Yo, my technical terms is like bacterial germs



Simpirials learned, gats get serious burns



You managed the damage, lyrical skills left your
brain banished



Your soul vanished, but your body's on the same
planet



Down some foruty's, hoodies, fatugies, Timbs and
shorties



Buttoned up Tommy's, captured your boat low and
naughty



The life I'm living, giving material religions



Slugs in vision, not a nasty but fast dicision



Sleek, we creap, tight, deep like a coalition



They'll be more visions, the specialists, medics,
morticians



I hit your business, get your position an
attorney



I'm on this journey, heaven or hell don't concern
me



Walk through your mental, cancel styles with
magnetic weapons



Kenetic sinister, minister of theories and
epics



My flow's wet like oral sex in a skin flick



Mack ten's flip, advantage, flip and start to
trim shit



Your rim's split, gat, big pump, you have to



Bullets passing the draft, blasting one, will
catch you



Minds deserted, kick rhymes, nines is bursting



Crimes rehearsing, drop shot, cops in hearses