Bài hát To The Rescue Báo Lỗi

[U-God]

Yo, yo, yo, yo

Vendetta inside, swiftly start stabbin

One second to meltdown, feel the twin cannons

Burn, handgun herns, standin firm

Return from mega-death, I'll tell you what's left

Dilemma, Earth tremor, up by man

With the Grand Canyon rap, U dynamic wingspan

The Power from the Clan, yo, is more than fantastic

Pull pins out the hazard, on this Battlestar Galactic'

Skull tactic, sporatic, Asiatic, long awaited

Son of Sam, mention the mic mutated

You hated us, cuz we immortal on wax

Rip the China White shit, flip a dynamite ax

Shillac em perhaps, the heart pump an anti-toxin

Feed me the Power, meteor shower when I'm boxin


[Chorus: U-God]

Professional vets, now comin through vexed

I'm testin you vets, what you claimin that you best?

The S on your chest, better stand for Super-stress

And Leatha Face pressed, next, here to set you

REC! I suggest niggas come To the Rescue


[Leatha Face]

I know how to part your medula, oblong gotta

Test the rocket launcher, they'll get conquered

By my block sponsers, monster Tonka truck ya

The whole train conductor

A hole in your spine, rip your stomach mothafucka

Brotha suffer, my Dutch puff as sinister as the Feds

Infrared, signin on the glock, splittin ya head

Drippin wet from death threat messages I inject

Intellect reflects worldwide over Internets

Heart colder than Winter Fresh, chest smokin like incense

Vets broken into the flesh, soakin in ya own mess

Chrome bleds, some of the known best soldier vets

Over cassette, you get smashed like crashed desert air shows

Holdin ya breath, gaggin for a bit of oxygen

Submission put a stop to men, reveal the foul document

Lockin position, invision, adapt critical condition

Pitiful you didn't listen, now we're spiritual blessin

Viewer discretion advised, sabotage satellites

Splatter guys, get ya food ate like I'm Big Mac and fries

Trap nines in the thighs, symbolize real lives

Instill a rocket fuck from the inside to the outside

In ya mouth lied the barrel, subdue bone marrow

Ya tone shadow, blown from high-explosive poem battles

Dome smack, you live, projectiles effectin you

Incredible new wave heart, blade sharp verses sexin you

Claim professional, but I never met you

Son I never forget you

I slaughter foes when my particles wet you

To the Rescue


[Chorus: U-God]

Professional vets, now comin through vexed

I'm testin you vets, what you claimin that you best?

The S on your chest, better stand for Super-Stress

The Golden Arms pressed, next, here to set you

REC! I suggest niggas come To the Rescue


[U-God]

Slash hope, raw burnin, freezin thoughts are cold

Ballistic missle lift off, now one behold

My throat harden for Harlem, harness the volume

With grief fallin on me in a breeze, the seas partin

It's two men awesome, uncanny

The handy man crook, the rap gank where every damn nook and cranny

Plus four more opponents couldn't throw me, couldn't slam me

I told you before, this is war, it's radical claw

Menate the the law, practice my ambition

Understand determination, plus my burnin condition

Rebuild 'em, sing a song strong for disaster

Scorch 'em on a letter, clever, bled 'em much faster

Exotic lens, bionic Timb's, hardco' organic

The floor panic when revolvin, Shaolin dodgin

Potion of my juice, it's "Houston we have a problem"

Its Basic Instinct, motor mouth, hold is sacred

The Rushmore Rock Face, one four shot with the greatness

Raw shoulders, sword colder, no remorse

The crash course, the portions of my Porsche

Divorse it, the Holocaust exhaust, driven with force

Mighty ship back on course, I almost lost it

Toss the smokin corpse, seldom sing

Shells amongst men, rebellion, teens formin and swarmin

Vikin style, strikin without warnin a nation

Standin ovation, rap devastation

New animation, the scandal

Bandle the best part, damsel in distress, I'll bless you

God damn you! To the rescue


[Chorus: U-God]

Professional vets, now comin through vexed

I'm testin you vets, what you claimin that you best?

The S on your chest, better stand for Super-Stress

The Golden Arms pressed, next, here to set you

REC! I suggest niggas come To the Rescue