Battle

Those that hide in shadows
Should watch what they say
Cause empires are guarded
By thorough defenders
Your fire ain’t hot enough
To burn stone walls
And bullets are punk weapons
No tears shed eye
Slice ya knee caps off
Make you kneel before royalty
Ninja stylings
Creep out the darkness
And murder ya shadow
With my double edged
Tongue sword
You won’t even be able to scream
Cause I’ll pull ya trachea out
And poke holes in ya lungs
Dry ‘em out to
Roll up my homegrown
Blow smoke in ya face
Cut off ya dome piece
Use your gray matter
As an ashtray
You wasn’t using it anyway
I’ll put a hole in ya soul
And make ya spirit bleed
Watch your eyes get hollow
I before you
Except after see
See you in hell
As I fly by in a
Chariot of fire
Playing polo with ya testicles
Cause you must have
Balls of steel to
Threaten my empire
Stopped at the gate
Brutal denial
You ain’t even trippin
You’re face down in the dirt
Don’t play with me youngin
I do this shit for fun

by Empress Nzingha

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