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Lyric Body	[Intro: Holocaust] North Stars, North Star, North Star, Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha Warcloud [Holocaust] Flame tanks, stealth tanks, mammoth tanks, and hover tanks Cargo planes and gun boats, I smother banks Helicopter landing, step off and shoot standard And blow you into fly with a particle beam cannon Skiing off a snow slope on fire And it's still snowing, The Big Wolf on Campus Shots run rampid, their bodies are now my canvas Hot chain-gun your soldiers fell in the sandpits At my weapons factory I am the new prototype If you're like me you're at the repair facility Warcloud, day at the power plant, the warhawk To ladies Mr Chair-hands blow a hole through your store lock Bank heist in Kathmandu, it was a slaughter The day Buddha was born it rained tea instead of water Old toys in the "Old Toy Room" cock revolvers I camoflauge in rocks with guns and crystal armor An old man and his wife wrecked their car in the mountains and wandered up 3 miles then to their surprise they found a ghost army hazy in their cataracts And at the tip-top Warcloud threw his battle-axe [Chorus 3X: unknown reggae artist] This killa bee, gun shot it by the rain This killa bee, yes, you know a blood stain [Christbearer] Christbearer be ya vital information Grab the microphone and make somethin' outta Nathan (what?) With no jilation, my justation, germination An Emancipation Proclamation in a rhythm vindication M.C., free-mason degree with the gavel, mystery unravelled (God in the flesh) God in the being, y'all niggaz still cant see Jeanie/Genie with a flow so dreamy, it's the phenomeonally, phenomenal, phenomenon Young Genghis Khan is designed to be on, tip-toe onto the set with my gods in the flex for Tyrannasaurus-Rex I gets hotter than the hair on the gazelle That, that threw the death deal with my style unveiled It aint hard to tell, Christbearer done cracked the scale with Coolie Mack and L (North side) I never let the truth and the false of the jail All hail bearer, of the thunder Christbearer [Chorus 3X] [Meko the Pharaoh] Fuck it, let's tear the world up since everybody motionless and don't give a fuck Movin' like an SUV truck, Rollin on the right side high Y'all niggaz can't fuck with this Long Beach mind Tear down your city make everybody cry And it's a shame how the world been tricked I move across the nation with my global black fist Coz niggaz out here is like terrorists we'll blow your whole Ave. up with one stick (Wu!) And I ain't talkin' 'bout sherm I'm talkin' 'bout shit to blow your whole damn firm Actin' like you concerned, about me? (What?) You get dropped G, movin with your paparazzi (nigga) You takin' chances like you playin yahtzee You could never fuck with me, North Star (Yeah) [Mikey Jarrett] Run outta luck, you know them run outta luck, ooh Run outta luck, you know them run outta luck, ooh Run outta luck, you know them run outta luck Say when them check it out the killa bee dem buck off Say when them check it out the killa bee dem buck off Killa Bee and North Star, we done heard them step up So listen and your lyrics when the God gonna spit Say two shots are now suck up ina ya hip So listen and your lyrics when the God gonna spit Say two shots are now stuck up ina ya hip So listen and your lyrics will pick up on the spliff We no business if you a Blood and nah care if you a Crip Say when we come through, you know strictly street sweep Say when we come through on the crib, we a creep Boy, you better go and go back down beneath [Outro: Mikey Jarrett] Yo, yo, yo, yo Word up, man, Killa Bee, North Star It's how we do it, blaw! blaw! One, niggas
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