5 Stars Lyrics
| Song | 5 Stars |
| Artist | Killarmy |
| Album | Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Alexander, Bougard, DelValle ... | |
| <9th Prince> | |
| Yeah, yeah | |
| Master of all self-hate | |
| Shaolin cipher heat, niggas | |
| For my militant soldiers | |
| Yeah, check it out | |
| Yo, yo | |
| As night falls the commando's teams seize the palace | |
| Fiercely assault commands the volts | |
| Explode in the air like lightning bolts | |
| We rippin' out your spleen | |
| At battlegrounds like the dense jungles of Phillipines | |
| Drunk monk sip O.E. out the canteen | |
| Men at war with guillotines | |
| So far we all (?) Japanese | |
| Troops not waiting | |
| All you hear is bullets penetrating | |
| Deep like the assassination that almost killed Reagan | |
| War troops in army suits with spiked boots | |
| Lyric proof brutes | |
| Camouflage the haunted igloo | |
| Eskimo commando | |
| Dressed to kill in camo | |
| Black Rambo | |
| I civilize for ammo | |
| Bulletproof parachutes | |
| We motorate helicopters with green bags of loot | |
| Bloodthirst heroes | |
| After Vietnam he made the wheelchair | |
| No fear | |
| Warfare at its highest (?-mixed with Beretta 9's first line) | |
| Yo, yo | |
| I snatch up defeated troops in desert Tim boots | |
| Camouflage like the sands I locate in Iran | |
| For war be the issue | |
| Elite crews and God jewels | |
| Snipers on the rooftop watch out for the Pitbulls | |
| Waited 'til sunsets and moving like ninjas | |
| Camouflage masked avengers | |
| Y'all niggas best surrender | |
| We servicing your weapons we be the Armageddon | |
| Killarmy bring on board this military acquisition | |
| Your crew will take position on the seven seas mission | |
| Beretta 9 be wild like (?-mixed with 9th Prince's first line) | |
| <9th Prince-Chorus x 2> | |
| Yo, 5 Star General giving killing orders | |
| Militant assassins surround the headquarters | |
| <Shogun Assassin> | |
| Let's go to war with break beats | |
| My battleground is in the streets | |
| Shogun | |
| Samurai assassin the professional spectacle | |
| Mental terrorist | |
| Plant a time bomb in your ear | |
| And hold your brain for hostage | |
| Killarmy equipped with detonating swords | |
| Captivate the crowd leave 'em praising the Lord | |
| In the Asiatic War we chop heads off | |
| Like General Monk and his swordsmen | |
| The reason is burning season | |
| My brothers is guilty of high treason | |
| So I decapitate them | |
| As they lay motionless bleeding on the canvas | |
| I put away my weapon which is stainless | |
| <9th Prince> | |
| Yo, it's the 5 Star General | |
| <9th Prince-Chorus x 2> | |
| 5 Star Generals, word up | |
| <Dom Pachino> | |
| Here's the non-carnivorous | |
| Lyricist rhyming protagonist absorbing thoughts through my elements | |
| Rip out your pancreas | |
| Try to exit and get caught like a venereal disease | |
| Niggas freeze before I sueeze | |
| It's impossible to run when I'm done | |
| Dom Pachino the son saving my universe now | |
| Awaiting trial | |
| Unidentified profile | |
| Got you sewn like a textile | |
| Lyrical navigator exploring different worlds | |
| Mixelplick (?) style | |
| Equipped with a vest | |
| Killarmy vigilantes got MC's marked for death | |
| Evil targets | |
| Taking their lives like Grand Auto Theft | |
| Then motivate like Dr. David Banner | |
| Moving in bulletproof air crews with CB scanners | |
| I channel | |
| My life can never be a manual | |
| Unpredicatable historical like a Greek oracle | |
| Words pronunciated plural | |
| And shot through my (?-over Masta Killa's first line) | |
| <Masta Killa> | |
| Scinece is the study of all things | |
| Knowledge their sword swing | |
| Guns go off in the east wing | |
| It's a blessing to deliver this lesson | |
| Who's resting | |
| You've been summons to awaken | |
| A nation of sleeping giants who are clients to the devil civilization | |
| Migration expands my plan to the maximum capacity | |
| Nothing can hold me from launching out over the Earth then disperse | |
| Ritual darkness niggas return | |
| Unscathed and at ease and as you were | |
| But the thought of not being able to breathe and leave these worldly | |
| possessions | |
| Have MC's fret to step in my direction | |
| <9th Prince-Chorus x 2> | |
| Word up, militant assassins |
| zuo qu : Alexander, Bougard, DelValle ... | |
| 9th Prince | |
| Yeah, yeah | |
| Master of all selfhate | |
| Shaolin cipher heat, niggas | |
| For my militant soldiers | |
| Yeah, check it out | |
| Yo, yo | |
| As night falls the commando' s teams seize the palace | |
| Fiercely assault commands the volts | |
| Explode in the air like lightning bolts | |
| We rippin' out your spleen | |
| At battlegrounds like the dense jungles of Phillipines | |
| Drunk monk sip O. E. out the canteen | |
| Men at war with guillotines | |
| So far we all ? Japanese | |
| Troops not waiting | |
| All you hear is bullets penetrating | |
| Deep like the assassination that almost killed Reagan | |
| War troops in army suits with spiked boots | |
| Lyric proof brutes | |
| Camouflage the haunted igloo | |
| Eskimo commando | |
| Dressed to kill in camo | |
| Black Rambo | |
| I civilize for ammo | |
| Bulletproof parachutes | |
| We motorate helicopters with green bags of loot | |
| Bloodthirst heroes | |
| After Vietnam he made the wheelchair | |
| No fear | |
| Warfare at its highest ? mixed with Beretta 9' s first line | |
| Yo, yo | |
| I snatch up defeated troops in desert Tim boots | |
| Camouflage like the sands I locate in Iran | |
| For war be the issue | |
| Elite crews and God jewels | |
| Snipers on the rooftop watch out for the Pitbulls | |
| Waited ' til sunsets and moving like ninjas | |
| Camouflage masked avengers | |
| Y' all niggas best surrender | |
| We servicing your weapons we be the Armageddon | |
| Killarmy bring on board this military acquisition | |
| Your crew will take position on the seven seas mission | |
| Beretta 9 be wild like ? mixed with 9th Prince' s first line | |
| 9th PrinceChorus x 2 | |
| Yo, 5 Star General giving killing orders | |
| Militant assassins surround the headquarters | |
| Shogun Assassin | |
| Let' s go to war with break beats | |
| My battleground is in the streets | |
| Shogun | |
| Samurai assassin the professional spectacle | |
| Mental terrorist | |
| Plant a time bomb in your ear | |
| And hold your brain for hostage | |
| Killarmy equipped with detonating swords | |
| Captivate the crowd leave ' em praising the Lord | |
| In the Asiatic War we chop heads off | |
| Like General Monk and his swordsmen | |
| The reason is burning season | |
| My brothers is guilty of high treason | |
| So I decapitate them | |
| As they lay motionless bleeding on the canvas | |
| I put away my weapon which is stainless | |
| 9th Prince | |
| Yo, it' s the 5 Star General | |
| 9th PrinceChorus x 2 | |
| 5 Star Generals, word up | |
| Dom Pachino | |
| Here' s the noncarnivorous | |
| Lyricist rhyming protagonist absorbing thoughts through my elements | |
| Rip out your pancreas | |
| Try to exit and get caught like a venereal disease | |
| Niggas freeze before I sueeze | |
| It' s impossible to run when I' m done | |
| Dom Pachino the son saving my universe now | |
| Awaiting trial | |
| Unidentified profile | |
| Got you sewn like a textile | |
| Lyrical navigator exploring different worlds | |
| Mixelplick ? style | |
| Equipped with a vest | |
| Killarmy vigilantes got MC' s marked for death | |
| Evil targets | |
| Taking their lives like Grand Auto Theft | |
| Then motivate like Dr. David Banner | |
| Moving in bulletproof air crews with CB scanners | |
| I channel | |
| My life can never be a manual | |
| Unpredicatable historical like a Greek oracle | |
| Words pronunciated plural | |
| And shot through my ? over Masta Killa' s first line | |
| Masta Killa | |
| Scinece is the study of all things | |
| Knowledge their sword swing | |
| Guns go off in the east wing | |
| It' s a blessing to deliver this lesson | |
| Who' s resting | |
| You' ve been summons to awaken | |
| A nation of sleeping giants who are clients to the devil civilization | |
| Migration expands my plan to the maximum capacity | |
| Nothing can hold me from launching out over the Earth then disperse | |
| Ritual darkness niggas return | |
| Unscathed and at ease and as you were | |
| But the thought of not being able to breathe and leave these worldly | |
| possessions | |
| Have MC' s fret to step in my direction | |
| 9th PrinceChorus x 2 | |
| Word up, militant assassins |
| zuò qǔ : Alexander, Bougard, DelValle ... | |
| 9th Prince | |
| Yeah, yeah | |
| Master of all selfhate | |
| Shaolin cipher heat, niggas | |
| For my militant soldiers | |
| Yeah, check it out | |
| Yo, yo | |
| As night falls the commando' s teams seize the palace | |
| Fiercely assault commands the volts | |
| Explode in the air like lightning bolts | |
| We rippin' out your spleen | |
| At battlegrounds like the dense jungles of Phillipines | |
| Drunk monk sip O. E. out the canteen | |
| Men at war with guillotines | |
| So far we all ? Japanese | |
| Troops not waiting | |
| All you hear is bullets penetrating | |
| Deep like the assassination that almost killed Reagan | |
| War troops in army suits with spiked boots | |
| Lyric proof brutes | |
| Camouflage the haunted igloo | |
| Eskimo commando | |
| Dressed to kill in camo | |
| Black Rambo | |
| I civilize for ammo | |
| Bulletproof parachutes | |
| We motorate helicopters with green bags of loot | |
| Bloodthirst heroes | |
| After Vietnam he made the wheelchair | |
| No fear | |
| Warfare at its highest ? mixed with Beretta 9' s first line | |
| Yo, yo | |
| I snatch up defeated troops in desert Tim boots | |
| Camouflage like the sands I locate in Iran | |
| For war be the issue | |
| Elite crews and God jewels | |
| Snipers on the rooftop watch out for the Pitbulls | |
| Waited ' til sunsets and moving like ninjas | |
| Camouflage masked avengers | |
| Y' all niggas best surrender | |
| We servicing your weapons we be the Armageddon | |
| Killarmy bring on board this military acquisition | |
| Your crew will take position on the seven seas mission | |
| Beretta 9 be wild like ? mixed with 9th Prince' s first line | |
| 9th PrinceChorus x 2 | |
| Yo, 5 Star General giving killing orders | |
| Militant assassins surround the headquarters | |
| Shogun Assassin | |
| Let' s go to war with break beats | |
| My battleground is in the streets | |
| Shogun | |
| Samurai assassin the professional spectacle | |
| Mental terrorist | |
| Plant a time bomb in your ear | |
| And hold your brain for hostage | |
| Killarmy equipped with detonating swords | |
| Captivate the crowd leave ' em praising the Lord | |
| In the Asiatic War we chop heads off | |
| Like General Monk and his swordsmen | |
| The reason is burning season | |
| My brothers is guilty of high treason | |
| So I decapitate them | |
| As they lay motionless bleeding on the canvas | |
| I put away my weapon which is stainless | |
| 9th Prince | |
| Yo, it' s the 5 Star General | |
| 9th PrinceChorus x 2 | |
| 5 Star Generals, word up | |
| Dom Pachino | |
| Here' s the noncarnivorous | |
| Lyricist rhyming protagonist absorbing thoughts through my elements | |
| Rip out your pancreas | |
| Try to exit and get caught like a venereal disease | |
| Niggas freeze before I sueeze | |
| It' s impossible to run when I' m done | |
| Dom Pachino the son saving my universe now | |
| Awaiting trial | |
| Unidentified profile | |
| Got you sewn like a textile | |
| Lyrical navigator exploring different worlds | |
| Mixelplick ? style | |
| Equipped with a vest | |
| Killarmy vigilantes got MC' s marked for death | |
| Evil targets | |
| Taking their lives like Grand Auto Theft | |
| Then motivate like Dr. David Banner | |
| Moving in bulletproof air crews with CB scanners | |
| I channel | |
| My life can never be a manual | |
| Unpredicatable historical like a Greek oracle | |
| Words pronunciated plural | |
| And shot through my ? over Masta Killa' s first line | |
| Masta Killa | |
| Scinece is the study of all things | |
| Knowledge their sword swing | |
| Guns go off in the east wing | |
| It' s a blessing to deliver this lesson | |
| Who' s resting | |
| You' ve been summons to awaken | |
| A nation of sleeping giants who are clients to the devil civilization | |
| Migration expands my plan to the maximum capacity | |
| Nothing can hold me from launching out over the Earth then disperse | |
| Ritual darkness niggas return | |
| Unscathed and at ease and as you were | |
| But the thought of not being able to breathe and leave these worldly | |
| possessions | |
| Have MC' s fret to step in my direction | |
| 9th PrinceChorus x 2 | |
| Word up, militant assassins |
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