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Armory by Eversno Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2013

[Eversno Intro]

The Earth... And after He made the Earth, God created man. And after He looked down upon his creation, God said: kill them

Lane-shifting and I'm looking for a better view
Sky falling, Mama texitng me like 'Where is you?'
Throw the cell to the back, hear it bounce to the floor

(Hook)

It's 45's in my armory, Dylan Tran with the heavy scope
Kenny boy got that shottie, Danny chilling with shorty
Jeanre he got that choppa and Oliver just a monster
He stomp a nigga for comfort, we strike 'em before the thunder

[Verse 1]

Alarms blaring, women hiding they children
Gentleman jacking jewelry, burning buildings in cruelty
Molotovs is our eulogies, baby this world is cruel to me
Savage active, wild, wishing smiles for your child
Wife is holding her hand like, 'your Daddy's gone for a while,'
Another bridge underwater, swearing your heart's on fire
No tires can't get you fast enough out of here from disaster
Don't run, run after; see homie, yo I ain't mad cause...
(Hook 2x)

[Verse 2]

Watch the news as he wonder, is the world going under
Pillaging hope from preachers, but you forgot they speeches
Now you standing there speechless, legions of ? is leaking
Out yo body screaming loudly, 'wish I hit church last weekend'
Earth shaking, ground breaking, they saying hell is raising
Stars falling, God calling, your life fucked for the taking
Neighbors war in the streets, families beefing for bread
Animals running wild, don't even call the feds
God finna fall, better cop an infrared cause...

(hook 2x)

[Verse 3]

Chea chea

It don't matter if you know where we come from
Just know we gon' go till the sun done
Tru Nativ in the whip, guns guns
By the load; reload, nigga more guns
Semi-automatic, automatic pump-pump
We all do our own stunts, nigga don't front
Acting assassin in the streets
Everybody telling me, 'yo it's not a dream'
Me and my team prepared for reality
Casualties, a ? so I lack the teeth
I lack the sleep, you had for the last two weeks
Quit asking me for cocaine, pass the drink
Pass the drank, wash my sins away
With every swallow I take, guess I fade away
To the dark land full of martians and spartans
Sky, ? falling to the crown
Everybody hate the South, but I'm ready for the war
Got my crew and some brown, nigga BOW BOW, what now?
What now...
What now...