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chino xl - arm yourself كلمات الأغنية

[hook 1: dv alias khrist]
this game is cold, i told my broad i won’t be coming home
i lost my job, i lost my mind, lost everything i own
the city got me f-cked up.. yo these pigs got me f-cked up..
music on the radio is f-cked up, i hop in the truck and only want to feel the pain

[hook 2: chino xl]
chino xl, and f-ck everybody else!
f-ck everybody else! f-ck everybody else!
immortal technique and f-ck everybody else!
f-ck everybody else! f-ck everybody else!
psycho realm and f-ck everybody else!
f-ck everybody else! f-ck everybody else!
real lyricists and f-ck everybody else!
all my street soldiers stand up!
arm yourselves!

[verse 1: sick jacken]
what the f-ck happened to rap? i need to put my lyrical clip in
it’s on homie, gun clapping is back
these pop acts make me wanna pop gats
this whole sh-t is f-cked up coz radio just broadcast trash
surround the wack, blast my semi-auto tracks
launching deadly hollow caps and taking out the whack
and many follow that, swallow that…
i’ll burn you vocal like a bottle jack
you thought you had the streets coz i was gone
well we just got ‘em back! homie you can check my team
it’s super ugly when you get us all together, sick, tech & chi
this reign of terror won’t end with me
i sp-wned a little psycho coz my baby momma kept that seed
now i’mma take a little trip to these radio stations
grab them punk -ss djs, wave guns in their faces
if they don’t play my sh-t then it’s “welcome to h-ll”
coz all we want is immortal tech, chino & the psycho realm!

[hook 1]

[hook 3: chino xl]
immortal technique and f-ck everybody else!
f-ck everybody else! f-ck everybody else!
psycho realm and f-ck everybody else!
f-ck everybody else! f-ck everybody else!
chino xl and f-ck everybody else!
f-ck everybody else! f-ck everybody else!
real lyricists and f-ck everybody else!
all my street soldiers stand up!
arm yourselves!

[verse 2: chino xl]
chino’s ill, slap off your cosmetics
i arm myself like a veteran putting on prosthetics
my barbaric genetics bring pain
the only revolution that you’ve ever seen is prince’s group in purple rain
deranged monster is sponsored
you get sh-t on and p-ssed on like tila tequila at a juggalos concert
ain’t tryna be glamorous, hammers we snap like cameras
i’m f-ckin’ intense like teenage camp councilors
spit blood through your stereo, there we go, time for your burial
f-g n-ggas, after you rhyme say no hetero (hahaha)
my murderous sentences, no secrets where my weapons is
locked in the closet next to pop rappers’ s-xual preferences
amber alert, your girl’s mouth ran away with my kids
if you’re sick then i should be diagnosed with three days to live
you slip i kidnap you and give you a mean death
beat you with your blackberry till there’s barely a screen left
jack and tech my dawgs like andrés in the philippines
my mistress is villainy, rape and pillage ‘em lyrically
my symphony’s sinfully biblically loved by k!llers
who gives a f-ck who’s the greatest rapper alive as-long as chino’s the illest!

[hook 1]

[verse 3: immortal technique]
f-ck a silent revolution, soldier, i’m on the warpath
i’ll throw my commandments down on your platinum calf
you’ll get your face slashed like a rikers island reminder
behind ya snipers will find ya whether you run to china
or try to crawl the f-ck back in your mother’s v-g-n-, (b-tch!)
and i don’t need a f-ckin’ co-signer (hahaha)
to murder g-ssed up underground n-ggas like coal miners
bring it back paying homage to the old timers
i was bred as a carnivore, bred as a cannibal
flow sicker than pictures of people f-ckin’ animals
like a car crash ripped in half neck to the crotch
m-th-f-ckas scared to stare but they secretly watch
n-ggas wanna play shaytan? well let’s get it on
i fire missiles like the f-ckin’ sh-t that hit the pentagon
you not strong enough to do a song with me i’m the truth
like tina turner motherf-cker, you’ll get raped in a booth!

[hook 1]

[hook 3]

- chino xl

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