Sense & Radius - “War Machine”

[Emcee(s): Sense (AKA Sense One)]

[Producer(s): Radius (AKA Radius ETC)]

[Verse 1: Sense (AKA Sense One)]

No fear as I walk through the valley of fire

War machine like a metal messiah. Missiles falling out

The sky, but I feel no pain. Checked the weather, then

I came [?] for the silver rain. Campaign

Styles, fakers falling out their frame. I’m still

The same. I still hang in insane training

Automatic aiming. There’s no safe haven

When I crumple up the pavement, catch a body on [?]

[?]. All you see is smoke with a barrel, and don’t

Ever test the cannon ‘cause it’s hot enough to melt through lids

Moving through debris, shrapnel ‘til there’s nothing left

Matter fact, the only thing I’m dodging is the death

War machine coated with the [?], metal flesh

[?] power solar plex

Chicago stand our ground like a bomb shelter

Put the heat to the boss, blacksmith melter

[Hook: Samples] (x4)

“M16, submarine” - Sample from [?] - “[?]”

"My mind be a war machine" - Sample from Hell Razah on Blue Sky Black Death & Hell Razah - "The Cube"

“War machine” - Sample from [?] - “[?]”

[Verse 2: Sense (AKA Sense One)]

War machine break it down with a digital kill count

My [?]’s still clean when it bling in the background

Heavily data-directing, selecting in my retina

I’m [?], I’m sinking your ship with nuclear weapon, sub-

-atomically addressing ya and every messenger

From portal to portal, beyond the realm of immortal

I soar through centuries [?] like door-to-doors do

Still cordial, signature you cannot forge, dude

Rise through [?] and stayed passing through the avenue

Walking with a chip or two, still pursue to do what we do

Double-minded dragon breathing fire through a neck or two

Wacking you plus your crew with ancient frequencies we travel through