[Intro: Hernan Sanchez]
There have been many powerful warriors throughout the millennia. But ages of combat have begun to tear the fabric of the realms. The critical point has finally been reached
[Verse 1: Ware-Wolff]
On the battlefield, my force is everywhere
As long as I’m alive, motherfuckers, I don’t care
Demolish all these bitches as you pass arms and legs
Bodies burning up, hundreds of fucks dead
Splattered with red, having chunks blown off heads
It’s what you all dread, but I look forward to ahead
Slice through your face with the spite in my head
The will to surviving as best as I can
Blood in the samples all over the land
Fight with anything you can, sever body parts man
Axe in your skulls with your face tore in half
Watching all around, I won’t die on your behalf
What other motherfuckers wanna step it up to us?
I’m busting through carcasses, source filled with pus
Apocalyptic scum and all the organs that I spilled
Cannibals are filled until the brains can not be drilled
[Chorus: Ware-Wolff]
Hacking through the crowds like the king of gore
Chopping and chopping until there isn’t any more
The rage of the fight, you can hear the battle roar
The best for killing score in this full-scale war
Hacking through the crowds like the king of gore
Chopping and chopping until there isn’t any more
The rage of the fight, you can hear the battle roar
The best for killing score in this full-scale war
[Verse 2: Sick Thought]
Oh shit! It’s your boy Sick Thought
Lighting up flames like propane
Set them on fire for the hate that transpires
Set in motion, the following predicaments
That I’m living soulless, sweet like cinnamon
I see the culprits, crush you like M&Ms
Destroy your fortress
There’s no protection when I’m teaching lessons up in detention
Not to mention checking out, seizing rap session with my aggression
Better work on your cardio when you step at mi barrio
Chase you down an alleyway, you messing with a heavyweight
Who let this wordplay pull these switchblades?
Shaking those bitch-made any given day
They’ll be held to pay, got tally marks of every beef that embarks
With fleas than to have a dogs bark but never seem to bite
See these lines all on me, I’m down to fight
Tell me what it is nine
[Chorus: Ware-Wolff]
Hacking through the crowds like the king of gore
Chopping and chopping until there isn’t any more
The rage of the fight, you can hear the battle roar
The best for killing score in this full-scale war
Hacking through the crowds like the king of gore
Chopping and chopping until there isn’t any more
The rage of the fight, you can hear the battle roar
The best for killing score in this full-scale war