| Song | Shelter |
| Artist | Killarmy |
| Album | Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars |
| We gon do it like this, do it like this, word | |
| Check it out yo, yo, yo | |
| Chorus：(2x) | |
| Through difficult times it's hard to maintain | |
| Lookin for the shelter that blocks out the rain | |
| Stress and pain could leave a mark on the brain | |
| But one thing's for sure black god remains | |
| [beretta 9] | |
| Through difficult times lots of unexpected | |
| My pops disapproves cause i wanna make records | |
| But check it, my home life for second, i feel neglected | |
| I bounce the first chance i get, i stop to think a second | |
| I wreck it, damn i'm gonna need a place to sleep | |
| No major cream | |
| I call up the god supreme | |
| I analyse, i'm plannin up a strategy | |
| Fuck a fantasy i'm dealin with reality | |
| Mentality that's wilder than the average cat | |
| I snatch a cream and sell a nigga's candlewax | |
| I hit the tracks, i hold cycle with my brothers | |
| All is understood, peace lies amongst each other | |
| But meanwhile, i maintain to keep the same | |
| I smoke a bone every now and then to ease the pain | |
| But through the struggle i know that only god remains | |
| Chorus (2x) | |
| [shogun assasson] | |
| The streets is bugged | |
| Seein young soldiers pedal drugs by the pound | |
| The scheme is to catch cream at a fast rate | |
| Start movin the product from state to state | |
| Lay up and watch the profits inflate | |
| Now you're a big time hustler, full time heavyweight contender | |
| But you must remember | |
| That your thoughts must be cold just like december | |
| Stay low key so you won't catch a case | |
| Throws comin in from the fiends who smoke base | |
| Madman clientele, see your apartment start to swell | |
| The last thing on your mind is a jail cell | |
| You're blind, all you see is money | |
| Lost in the illusion of luxury | |
| It's a shame, you're in the game for the fame and the name | |
| So spin the wheel of misfortune | |
| I heard with the sling that escorts ya | |
| Now your life is in jeopardy | |
| Because you the brothers that's livin in the army | |
| Chorus (2x) | |
| Keep calm and don't expose and weak points | |
| We'll all line up and fight together | |
| I say, we must all stay together as a single unit | |
| *continues on beginning of next track* |
| We gon do it like this, do it like this, word | |
| Check it out yo, yo, yo | |
| Chorus: 2x | |
| Through difficult times it' s hard to maintain | |
| Lookin for the shelter that blocks out the rain | |
| Stress and pain could leave a mark on the brain | |
| But one thing' s for sure black god remains | |
| beretta 9 | |
| Through difficult times lots of unexpected | |
| My pops disapproves cause i wanna make records | |
| But check it, my home life for second, i feel neglected | |
| I bounce the first chance i get, i stop to think a second | |
| I wreck it, damn i' m gonna need a place to sleep | |
| No major cream | |
| I call up the god supreme | |
| I analyse, i' m plannin up a strategy | |
| Fuck a fantasy i' m dealin with reality | |
| Mentality that' s wilder than the average cat | |
| I snatch a cream and sell a nigga' s candlewax | |
| I hit the tracks, i hold cycle with my brothers | |
| All is understood, peace lies amongst each other | |
| But meanwhile, i maintain to keep the same | |
| I smoke a bone every now and then to ease the pain | |
| But through the struggle i know that only god remains | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| shogun assasson | |
| The streets is bugged | |
| Seein young soldiers pedal drugs by the pound | |
| The scheme is to catch cream at a fast rate | |
| Start movin the product from state to state | |
| Lay up and watch the profits inflate | |
| Now you' re a big time hustler, full time heavyweight contender | |
| But you must remember | |
| That your thoughts must be cold just like december | |
| Stay low key so you won' t catch a case | |
| Throws comin in from the fiends who smoke base | |
| Madman clientele, see your apartment start to swell | |
| The last thing on your mind is a jail cell | |
| You' re blind, all you see is money | |
| Lost in the illusion of luxury | |
| It' s a shame, you' re in the game for the fame and the name | |
| So spin the wheel of misfortune | |
| I heard with the sling that escorts ya | |
| Now your life is in jeopardy | |
| Because you the brothers that' s livin in the army | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| Keep calm and don' t expose and weak points | |
| We' ll all line up and fight together | |
| I say, we must all stay together as a single unit | |
| continues on beginning of next track |