A-Game - Bring An Army (feat. SwizZz, Sleep Lyrical, Insane Poetry, Playboy The Beast & Dubbs) Lyrics

Everybody want it, and anybody can get it
Step in this arena, get hit with it any minute, yeah
This ain't your average, I'm sorry
You better go and bring an army
They try to flex, but they know that they ain't about it
No ifs or buts, there's not even a way around it, yo
This ain't your average, I'm sorry
You better go and bring an army

I'm roaming around your town like crackheads looking for all the smoke
And I brought an army with me, y'all don't want these problems, ho
None of these rappers know a thing about the art of war
We coming to kick your door and lay you on the floor for the green like an artichoke
Hey, yo, I ain't impressed with you bitches
Half of you'd suck a dick and toss a salad just to get some mentions
Y'all tripping like you on Lysergic, certain you a simp
My mission is just to hurt you, I'm mischievous like an imp
That dope boy say he got bricks until I tie some to his limbs
I'm white, but Italiano, I'll make you sleep with a fish
Stuff your body in the trunk, then I'll drive it out to a bridge
You getting dumped in the bay, so you gon' sink or learn to swim
I fiend for mayhem, I even get me an itch
When I rest, I get withdrawals, I never think I could quit
Me and my soldiers battle ready, man, you should know what it is
And Jeffrey Epstein didn't kill himself, but you gon' wish you did, bitch

Everybody want it, and anybody can get it
Step in this arena, get hit with it any minute, yeah
This ain't your average, I'm sorry
You better go and bring an army
They try to flex, but they know that they ain't about it
No ifs or buts, there's not even a way around it, yo
This ain't your average, I'm sorry
You better go and bring an army

Yo, it's getting hard to smile, so I'm running around tripping
With one mission, to wreak havoc and demolition
So watch out, when you see me coming your way
I'll reach in my grocery bag and slap you with a pint of sorbet
I'm f*cked up, I know it, tie strings to donuts
Making fat niggas chase me till they collapse
Or start foaming out the f*cking mouth
What am I about? Shit, nothing, f*ck life
I bought a crossbow to start bucking, that's right

I come out singing on these weird black niggas with no apology
F*ck whoever you ran with, homie, you got to me
Step the f*ck aside while I show how to murder properly
I don't need an army, these .223s make a mockery
Of keyboard killers from the 'burbs, screaming that gang shit
Soon as we swerve with the hooligans, bet they lane switch
Dipping the nudie, wacky fluids will make the vein twitch
Black on black crime, swing the iron and meet the pavement

Everybody want it, and anybody can get it
Step in this arena, get hit with it any minute, yeah
This ain't your average, I'm sorry
You better go and bring an army
They try to flex, but they know that they ain't about it
No ifs or buts, there's not even a way around it, yo
This ain't your average, I'm sorry
You better go and bring an army

Yo, it's Cyco Angelo, murder music, Insane Poetry
West coast phenomena, spit flames vocally
Look, I paint violent art, author of this book of blood
Go ahead and Google me, baby, you can look me up
Some say I'm horrorcore, really, I was before that
Before that was being the deity of this gore rap
Receive four hacks in your back, believe he endorses that
Three foot shallow graves is where he leave corpses at

These niggas ain't killin' shit, yo, they just actin' like they crazy
Militant, I'm really with the shits, I leave them pushin' daisies
I'll turn your whole f*cking click to ghosts, no, Patrick Swayze
Pistol whippin' you in your lips and now your ass lookin' like Jay-Z
I'm Hell bound, boy, I'm comin' for that crown that's down in Hades
Try to clown and I get vicious like a bully pit with rabies
Really thinkin' you can face me, bitch, you stupid, dumb and crazy
Go to war with me, you better call the army and the navy, motherf*cker

Everybody want it, and anybody can get it
Step in this arena, get hit with it any minute, yeah
This ain't your average, I'm sorry
You better go and bring an army
They try to flex, but they know that they ain't about it
No ifs or buts, there's not even a way around it, yo
This ain't your average, I'm sorry
You better go and bring an army