Nephilim

Call me the soldier in the black armor
Bad like yo karma
I slit a demon's throat like the Son of Sparda

It's time to slaughter
any sucka thats in my way
Fuck with me fool and you won't see another day

This song is made by a fighter for freedom
With beats that are addictive like the H in the needle
And lyrics so fuckin lethal
The Government wanna shut it down and make it illegal

I Smoked so much man i'm starting to get dizzy
I'm thankful for that God is still with me
I'm never gonna sell my soul, that's fuckin filthy
Even if my pockets have to stay completely empty man

You don't know, where to go
Cuz u forgot, where you from
The reason i'm not giving up is cuz i came from the slums
Fuck you punks, i'll smoke you all
If you test me i'mma smash your head right into the concrete wall
I get back up no matter how hard i fall
I reach for my goals no matter how far they are
Fuck yo fancy cars and yo jewelry
Your life is probably worse than mine homie, you aint foolin me

So take no fucking bullshit and claim what's yours
If you wanna get to the top
You have to Open them doors

But be careful on your path
Cuz you'll meet some shady people
The sons of Evil, with a mind so fucking lethal

They'll try to feed you, with nasty shit and bad choices
I'm in my livingroom, all alone, hearing voices

I sit back and remennisce about the good times
What good times?
I come from a place thats full of warcrimes

This shit is straight forward
Don't read between the lines
Kurdistan will rise, see it with your own eyes, ah

Don't worry dear momma
Our freedom will come soon
You can see us fighting against evil on the news

Good or bad, its time for you to choose
Will you fight back or be like a bitch and lose

Fuck you and your crew
with matching clothes and shoes
Like a flock of sheep who don't know what to do with their life
Shame to see humans waste their minds, time after time, crime after crime, line after line

I'm a Money stacking, weapon packing thug
I squish you motherfuckers like how i step on bugs
Fuck yo fake ass rap and yo fake plugs
Saro's rap is dangerous like chemical drugs

And Fuck mumble rap man, those bitches are all fake
The world needs a new DMX not another drake
We're tired of hearing all this motherfucking autotune
Put em all in a space shuttle and move them to the moon

I enter the stage like God Emperor Doom
This ain't no weak shit, this song goes boom

Saro's going crazy like that white guy slim shady
The coke is flakey, like in miami in the late eighties
And what i scream out motherfucking daily is:
Peace to the land between tigris and euphrates

Y'all better get to know me
I fear no one but God, yes the one and only
He is always with me man he is my homie
He gives me the strength whenever i feel lonely!