featuring Sunz of Man



Wake the fuck up (12X)



Chorus:



Yo wake the fuck up or get broke the fuck up

The wisdom we apply Son soak this shit up

If it was sess Son niggaz would smoke this shit up

So wake the fuck up or get broke the fuck up



Verse One: Madman



Yo yo yo we are street soldiers of the dark side of the planet

I kill killing orders like a lieutenant

Hit the planet Earth then explode like a human cannon

The universal author, born to kill saga

Givin niggaz head trauma

Bulletproof shield is made of gold armor

Brain surgeon is aversions my purgin mind urban

Scientists found killed and wrapped up in curtains

Casualties, flashbacks, now simply that

I attack like a rat, serious as a heart attack

Professional assassinator professor

Assassinate your mindstate and broke the metal plate

Lyrical Nostradamus, psychotic mind of Sadaam

Ex-con, attack the Pentagon

with unorthodox firearm from Vietnam

I crucify em, like Muslims murdering jews from Jerusalem

Now who's the supreme lyricist? You can't seize this

When I die, my name'll be worshipped like Jesus

War visual individual incriminate the criminal

My culture nickel put holes in your face like dimples



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Verse Two: Hell Razah



Brains get unfrozen when they oppose, as we unfold

Futuristic scrolls that was prophesized scriptures

Hitting an untold, I roll with my skull and bones

made of solid gold, skin is closing up

Approach your home, with a war, Armaggedeon in my home

Wisdom mind ruler mental intruder

From the tribe of Judah

Devils dissapear like they went through the

Bermuda, triangle, erupting on Ryzarector tracks

like volcanoes, so God swear to me

I appear two years sample revolution in the burning cup

Constitution, learned too much, came off must return

Observe the facts, delivered by, blacks

Soon as we unite the sky cracked

A group of UFO's formed a seven in the heavens

God celebrate devils death day signal

Jail let loose the criminals, bystanders died

Waiting for miracles we giving you



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Verse Three: Killa Sin



Yo, I make your heart thump like tree stumps

be crackin concrete chumps released once

the Earth shifts, vocal points clips he wrote and missed

Killer vocalist, load his fist blessed with loaded gifts

Golden clips, shotty slipped like psychotic hits

in soldier flicks, who wrote the shit superior

Mines combine the modus click

Enterprise like German spies, keep my eyes on Soviets

Stay Russian my direction I'm wettin like a leaf bone

Freak poems, seek thrones, to call home where freaks bone

To each his own, chrome zones, be cloned like chromosomes

So the chrome, the golden toned champ whip rollin bones

fire's on, blazin hot trails at night, barren ville

Shotty still collaborating on tracks with Bobby Steels

Generate a mil, Killa Bee law, kill or be killed

Know the ledge, finally, our justice has revealed



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Verse Four: Prodigal Sun



The 43rd conviction, incarcerated in hell for eternity

But my mentality and chemistry made me celestial through the galaxy

Sparks friction, generating through evaporation

Slay through meditation, your body is now liquidation

Even your hemoglobin is swollen with corrosion

Amputated and rated physical zone disintegrated

That's what niggaz face when fuckin with the Sunz of Man

Go to the dungeon I could lead a hundred men, with a golden pen

Forced to intercept with the click from Shaolin

Killin devils, scatter they ashes over the sea of Mediterranean

That's my trademark, PS burned in my victims heart

I be the Star from afar illuminating through the dark

Another burning face of death

The intiation of the Mason, 186 my name's left in the Book of Revelation

Reminescing about the days, raising hell

Representative of a mind, able to lead a city what technicality of mankind

Mistake trying to keep me behind the closed doors of reality

All three eyes to the revolution can now escape the blind state of confusion

Trials and tribulations of the original nation

Leaves a headache, the only chance of elevation

Unite with the black coalition

Sunz of Man, population click, Wu-Tang Clan

First the Killarmy, eat your skeletons, buried in the Promised Land



You better wake the fuck up!

That's word life!

Don't sleep!

We don't be having that shit no more!

Word is bond this is as real as it's going to get

Wake the fuck up (4X)

Killarmy, Wu-Tang Clan

Word word, Shaolin

Wake the fuck up

Get the actual facts

Better fuckin resurrect



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