Contribution X - Rightous Cause feat. BERETTA 9 (KILLARMY) & CHRIST APOSTLE (SWORDSMEN) | Текст песни

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• Rightous Cause feat. BERETTA 9 (KILLARMY) & CHRIST APOSTLE (SWORDSMEN)

Artist: Contribution X f/ Beretta 9, Christ Apostle
Album: Dark Destiny
Song: Righteous Cause
Typed by: Cno Evil, Contribution X, Tha Masta

[Intro: Beretta 9]
One-two, check it
Yo this Beretta 9 A/K/A/ Kinetic
Chilling with Christ Apostle and Contribution
Word up, well we have the solution
I've been up for two days, in a daze
But I'm still focused
Thinking how I could describe an MC for who I be
And it's something that's merely, check it
It goes like this, check it
One-two, check it

[Beretta 9]
MC'ing is something, that's merely just an expression
Right to the point, but I must carry the Smith & Wesson
I aim to please, I believe in the first impression
I'm known to squeeze, I'm known to shoot up your session
Adidas an example, I get paid or sample
Is something orchestrated, I break it down and dismantle
And then we jerk this, make a raid for the loot
Fire the toast at myself, I am one out the few
Just one down for the cause, representing my crew
But still united we stand, the Army of Wu
And, watch what you ask, I must let knowledge be born
For we are not of the past, but of a brand new dawn
And era, I speak this for you, cuz he a killa
Champion without opponent, it is myself I fear'a

[Chorus 4X: Beretta 9]
No mistaking our mission, rebels without a pause
For you yourself should've listened, this is a righteous cause

[Contribution X]
Now you can't surrender fucking with the main contender
My hand grenade stay displayed beyond your cold December
Now in July, when I explode in time of desperate measure
Contra stay clever, within the pain I find pleasure
You all get severed like cracked skin in dry deserts
We feel the message from old age to adolescence
The vital presence consume pills, ducking depression
Forever questing, seeking the truth within the tension
Ya hand be clenching, break off the bone, engage the lesson
You fucking wretched, with no future, you ain't destined

[Chorus 4X]

[Christ Apostle]
Yo certificate of merit, Soul Assassin, holy spirit
Camouflaged creatures evolved, the public fear it
Infiltrate ya compound, sixteen raw shot rounds
Heard the word over, convinced you to put the mic down
Faggot what? I know it's tragic, all disaster slut
Shit out of luck, I came equipped with the razor tucked
Beneath the tongue, spit one and watch ya click run
Drastic arts is mastered as soon as Allah can get one
Off the brain, celestial pen leaks insane
Hell of quickly with, blasting off verbal techs without the rain
Glorious revolution, verbal exection, mind pollution
Based on the fact, that I endorse the constitution
Hip-hop amendmentship, my penmanship
Devours cowards as I walk off in triumph
Singing "The world is ours", Swordzmen

[Chorus 4X]

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