Nocturnal Militia
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Hit 'em
Yo, yo
Situation hella lit, yeah, that's how we on it
For my G's and MC's under the earth, dormant
For those restin', we still reppin', holdin' the strongest
Yo, life is too precious for you to ever let go
One day we all gon' meet, but not just yet, though
Life is too precious for you to ever let go
One day we all gon' meet, but not just yet, though
But, not just yet, though
Khadaf is around for now, I'm a highly advanced life-form
Unexplainable brain pattern, immortal icon
Fuck it, really, my mind's gone, hard to define what I'm on
{?}, militia, guerrilla, ready to rival
Predatorial rap aura, what I spit is the Torah
Apocalyptic, twisted, supreme prime aura
Salute a boss maneuver, embrace various suitors
Holdin' llamas and dark personas
Squeezin' on Rugers
Revolution minds inside of a lost {?}
Felonious capers, currency with demonic faces
Monetarily chasin' paper until we gracious
Manufactured in America, that's where they made us
Black zombies, mentally dead, still a God be
Remaining calmly in hell's fire, movin' Islamly
Sole controller in my own soul, that's where you found me
Salute my OG's and visionaries that try to align me
Hit 'em
Yo, yo
Situation hella lit, yeah, that's how we on it
For my G's and MC's under the earth, dormant
For those restin', we still reppin', holdin' the strongest
Yo, life is too precious for you to ever let go
One day we all gon' meet, but not just yet, though
Life is too precious for you to ever let go
One day we all gon' meet, but not just yet, though
But, not just yet, though
Huh, yeah, these is dum-dums
They the type of bullets that expanded on you
Guns is in the narco position like they was planted on me
I'ont ask for nothing, I take it, I just demand it, homie
And, I didn't buy this golden goose, {?} it landed on me
You lose a homie and a part of you die
And there's coke in this DeLorean, it's Marty McFly
Who the plug? You the plug if you got the supply
You my son, be a humble son, father is I
This akh think he got the drop on me
He didn't know I got the mop on me
The G27, that's a chrome Glock
Anybody spit my name, that'll get your dome popped
He ain't seein' me if I see the bull first
This young bull dyin', that's a premature birth
I will eat from motherfuckers 'til their soul is erased
I don't discriminate, motherfucker, nobody's safe
Doma
Hit 'em
Yo, yo
Situation hella lit, yeah, that's how we on it
For my G's and MC's under the earth, dormant
For those restin', we still reppin', holdin' the strongest
Yo, life is too precious for you to ever let go
One day we all gon' meet, but not just yet, though
Life is too precious for you to ever let go
One day we all gon' meet, but not just yet, though
But, not just yet, though