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Intro 1
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Verse 1
Tibet on into our iron temple doors
You can hear the roars of aggravated
monks getting drunk
Blazing the skunk drunk
with jungle funk
Aiming to kill off the opposition
We ready for damn near any mission
Bring it here, too late for you to fear
And scurry like a weasel
Heavy artillery, my crew is
Doc
Diesel
Only the illest killers could hang
and stay alive
Every single battle we ever fought was to
Bang go the fire,
I'm the force to be reckoned with
Steadily wreckin' shit,
niggas around me feelin' flexin'
This killer gorilla,
illegitimate grave filler
Swingin' with motherfuckers
that bust caps
To the killer niggas, pullin' triggers
Just for the sake of bein' real with it
Fully committed to makin'
some fresh deals, baby
When it come to murder, I deliver
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Cause I love to see the sight of blood
runnin' like a river rain
Niggas can't comprehend when the
South declares war
Black monks are comin' back at ya
Starvin' live is the black monk tribe
It's the crew that you heard about
Strictly my word, I'm out
Niggas can't comprehend when the
South declares war
Black monks are comin' back at ya
Starvin' live is the black monk tribe
It's the crew that you heard about
This is the right year, I get the right gear,
no need to live in fear
Show no anger when I engage in battle,
death is near
The vultures will appear to finish the
court, find us to the desert
A million mornings of sun will fry your brain,
stormy weather
So sever your last breath,
I'll be creating havoc instant
Checking and wrecking motherfuckers,
chasing death unknown
Showing thieves that our strength don't
come in numbers when I'm holding
Folding them when a snake shows his
head then I'm exposing
From the corners of the earth I
call a juggernauts together
I can spread the fire,
I'll bring the stormy weather
Controller of whatever it takes to
get your ass
You can't see me or catch me play,
I'm way too fast
It's like, woof, then I'm gone,
in fact I'll catch you later
I'll leave you for the reaper,
the grave, an undertaker
I'll blow up your spot like a
stick of dynamite
So prepare for the war,
cause this be the final fight
Cause niggas can't comprehend
when the
South declares war
Black monks are coming back at ya,
stompin'
Live, it's the black monk tribe,
it's the crew that you heard about
Strictly by word of mouth
Niggas can't comprehend when the
South declares war
Black folks are comin' back at ya,
starvin' live
It's the
Black
Folk
Drive, it's the crew that you
heard about
Strictly my word of mouth
It's the
Buddha
Lazy, you can smell it burn
My heat is gettin' hot while I
crawl like a worm
Take a turn through the jungle,
now I'm back in the street
Bust a nigga in the ass with
a ruga and put him to sleep
No mercy
Yeah, you gotta feel me rhyme
No mercy
A couple niggas gots to die
All the disrespectin' is bout to stop
Cause while I let loose,
I'ma burn up the fuckin' block
It don't stop
I'm with my block to stay alive
At least till the year 2000, from 1995
Feel the vibe
We declare war if you ain't know
My enemy's necessary,
this government gotta go
We movin' slow
Uneducated peoples remain
To be blind to the fact that black
marks gon' bring change
Feel the pain
Worldwide spoken from 3 -2
So now I declare war
With no mercy on
Niggas can't comprehend when the
South declares war
Black
Monks are coming back at ya
Stomping live is the
Black
Monk tribe
It's the crew that you heard
about strictly by word of mouth
Niggas can't comprehend
when the
South declares war
Black
Monks are coming back at ya
Stomping live is the
Black
Monk tribe
It's the crew that you heard
about strictly by word of mouth
You can
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