hip hop frontline

there is a warrior comin'

kiss him

tell him you love him

maybe he will die for nothin'

might just go die for somethin'

and may god bless the dead

flashed the way overhead

here stands a faithful soldier

until the war is over

in the final days before the angels came to slay them dark demons

and faces from all nations embrace whores and heathens

and dawgs was supposed to be woke

was livin' in the past

we had lyrics that spoke through spirits and cut like glass

the warrior poets

part gladiator

part priest

who came to contain the beast

to be the kings of the east

solid gold mics on the thrones of the pharaohs

who chose to oppose those with the stolen souls and the cold bone marrow

stages covered in sweat of legends

and subway walls and project halls that foresaw the hip-hop armageddon

blue versus red

street corners covered in lead

and littered with the bones of the unknown and the spiritually dead

yet

i came back again like i been here before

to slay all the devil's hoards over the lands and the shores

'cause with this hand on my mic

i swore

to slay millions of more demons who were dead

and crossed through the devil's doors

we are at war

there is a warrior comin'

kiss him

tell him you love him

maybe he will die for nothin'

might just go die for somethin'

and may god bless the dead

flashed the way overhead

here stands a faithful soldier

until the war is over

we like the rich pharaohs in rap

godfathers and gangster hats

trailblazers

authentic macks with racks

the game is ours

it's our fortress and of course it's potent shit

don't make me insult you for this culture

i live prestigious

my name in this game is street shit

from marketing rap out of uniqueness

portraits is real

facial expressions is ill

a level seven grand if it sit still

gotta protect it

it ain't real? dissect it

if it shine

perfect it

you heard it from a vet

kid

livin' out my wildest and realest ask

when flowin'

don't ask

you need a cut-man for this shit

it's glass

i swear to pledge my allegiance for all the teachers who preach rich

then sat up in suites with gifts

much blessings to the team

shout out the amazing ones

hold the flag high

yellin' and screamin'

y'all

c'mon

there is a warrior comin'

kiss him

tell him you love him

maybe he will die for nothin'

might just go die for somethin'

and may god bless the dead

flashed the way overhead

here stands a faithful soldier

until the war is over

there's a war on the horizon

this one's for the culture

fuck tryna insult you

death to all you fuckin' vultures

i'm on the frontline

guns and microphones blazin'

from back in the days and

all man

all amazing

a general in this army

son

this ain't no hobby

nigga

i didn't build the building but i damn sure made the lobby

nigga

help spread this culture from the bronx to abu dhabi

nigga

and i ain't gotta front

everybody know who i be

nigga

caz

the bronx bomber

all i need is some pinstripes

they blowin' smoke up your ass and it's comin' out your windpipes

but i ain't no fuckin' pacifist

i'm one of them get it in" types