| 歌曲 | War Face |
| 歌手 | Killarmy |
| 专辑 | Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars |
| 作曲 : Alexander, Diggs, Grant ... | |
| "why did you join my beloved core?" | |
| "sir, to kill sir!" | |
| "so you're a killer?" | |
| "sir yes sir!" | |
| "let me see your war face." | |
| "sir?" | |
| "you got a war face? aaaahhh! that's war face now let me see your war face." | |
| "aaaaahhhh!!" | |
| "bullshit, you didn't convince me. let me see your real war face." | |
| "aaaaaaaarrrrrhhhhhhh!!!!!!" | |
| "you don't scare me, work on it!" | |
| Yeah | |
| Where the fuck is your war face son? | |
| (burning season niggas) | |
| Killarmy | |
| (it's not safe no more nigga) | |
| Chorus: (2x) | |
| Yo i wanna see your war face | |
| Soldier where's your war face? | |
| Camouflaged inmates collapse war gates | |
| [9th prince] | |
| Yo, yo yo yo | |
| Check the killarmy | |
| We go to war like tomahawks and indians | |
| From the wilderness of our villages | |
| Desert commander live on the gorgeous fortress like the sorceress | |
| To build up my heritage | |
| Shaolin surrounded by the cruel sea, crabs get stabbed | |
| Chemistry lab is filled with motorous vocab | |
| That drive niggas crazy like arabs in manhatten cabs | |
| Lyrics heat up the airplay, give off shockwaves | |
| That damage the earways for centuries and decades | |
| I be a renegade through rainy days | |
| I collect guns to blast off like shooting stars | |
| Shot up the charts the soldiers from the dark | |
| Stabbin and gatherin dead in the fuckin heart | |
| A rhymin alcoholic, i'm bad for your liver | |
| Unidentified corpse's thrown in the ohio river | |
| I'm psychotic in the tropic | |
| Bullets spark through bulletproof shields of narcotics | |
| Killarmy be runnin train on bobby steels' tracks | |
| Lyrical poems cock back with sharp tacks laced with ajax | |
| Chorus | |
| [shogun assasson] | |
| Here's the pure and uncut war poems from ancient zones | |
| The black hitler, killer riddler breakin bones | |
| Explosive, overdose the track coast to coast | |
| My shockwaves to keep the thoughts bright like sunrays | |
| My forte is of a higher rank like sensei | |
| Militant, armed to killin and shake the settlement | |
| Searchin crevaces for a wise man's testament | |
| Roll hotly bludgeonin all those competitin | |
| Against i but stimulate ya of life and matter | |
| Cloak and dagger, first i gag ya then stab ya | |
| The apprehender, plus i move like a ninja | |
| No retreat and no surrender | |
| My war agenda | |
| [cloud 9] | |
| Live via satellite, soldiers with mics | |
| Ancient warriors fight, barbarians swingin swords | |
| Killarmy militant warlords | |
| Military war slang who's to blame | |
| Government officials, evil minds that govern this land gotta plan | |
| For the blacks and the tans | |
| Decrease the population of the rhythm nation | |
| By one fourth, wicked niggas is the source | |
| To the force i bring forth causes havocs, sparks bloody riots | |
| Seven days and seven nights of blue street fights | |
| Like boo took all the shells from automatics | |
| Strategic tactics | |
| Caught between rhymes, lines combine to blow up like landmines | |
| [beretta 9] | |
| I strike on universal fish, i'm out the clear mist | |
| Relentless, beat a nigga senseless | |
| Niggas best to witness | |
| At how i gets to business, soldier from the trenches | |
| My offense be my defense with military sequence | |
| Quick to apprehend ya, kid you best remember | |
| Camouflage avenger, killarmy nigga | |
| Surrender your garments and your legal tender | |
| Fatigued ninja with silent triggers | |
| Chorus (2x) | |
| [killa sin] | |
| Yo, i crack chest cavities | |
| Be shatterin knees while bladders bleed | |
| Gat'll squeeze, it's a merciless form of my formalities | |
| I locked down south with hip hop doses of death | |
| Within my breath that i drop to make your heart stop | |
| You can't cope with this vocal dope that'll corrode your throat | |
| Yet alone make a local choke | |
| I strip niggas of they manhood because i'm no damn good | |
| And roll with a killa wu clan in the hoods | |
| Attack vitals, suicidals, leavin idols | |
| Is a record through the land of the lost with the 4th disciple | |
| Stifle enemies, come test | |
| Twenty one in your chest | |
| Killa blessed em with a bloody vest | |
| Chorus (2x) |
| zuò qǔ : Alexander, Diggs, Grant ... | |
| " why did you join my beloved core?" | |
| " sir, to kill sir!" | |
| " so you' re a killer?" | |
| " sir yes sir!" | |
| " let me see your war face." | |
| " sir?" | |
| " you got a war face? aaaahhh! that' s war face now let me see your war face." | |
| " aaaaahhhh!!" | |
| " bullshit, you didn' t convince me. let me see your real war face." | |
| " aaaaaaaarrrrrhhhhhhh!!!!!!" | |
| " you don' t scare me, work on it!" | |
| Yeah | |
| Where the fuck is your war face son? | |
| burning season niggas | |
| Killarmy | |
| it' s not safe no more nigga | |
| Chorus: 2x | |
| Yo i wanna see your war face | |
| Soldier where' s your war face? | |
| Camouflaged inmates collapse war gates | |
| [9th prince] | |
| Yo, yo yo yo | |
| Check the killarmy | |
| We go to war like tomahawks and indians | |
| From the wilderness of our villages | |
| Desert commander live on the gorgeous fortress like the sorceress | |
| To build up my heritage | |
| Shaolin surrounded by the cruel sea, crabs get stabbed | |
| Chemistry lab is filled with motorous vocab | |
| That drive niggas crazy like arabs in manhatten cabs | |
| Lyrics heat up the airplay, give off shockwaves | |
| That damage the earways for centuries and decades | |
| I be a renegade through rainy days | |
| I collect guns to blast off like shooting stars | |
| Shot up the charts the soldiers from the dark | |
| Stabbin and gatherin dead in the fuckin heart | |
| A rhymin alcoholic, i' m bad for your liver | |
| Unidentified corpse' s thrown in the ohio river | |
| I' m psychotic in the tropic | |
| Bullets spark through bulletproof shields of narcotics | |
| Killarmy be runnin train on bobby steels' tracks | |
| Lyrical poems cock back with sharp tacks laced with ajax | |
| Chorus | |
| shogun assasson | |
| Here' s the pure and uncut war poems from ancient zones | |
| The black hitler, killer riddler breakin bones | |
| Explosive, overdose the track coast to coast | |
| My shockwaves to keep the thoughts bright like sunrays | |
| My forte is of a higher rank like sensei | |
| Militant, armed to killin and shake the settlement | |
| Searchin crevaces for a wise man' s testament | |
| Roll hotly bludgeonin all those competitin | |
| Against i but stimulate ya of life and matter | |
| Cloak and dagger, first i gag ya then stab ya | |
| The apprehender, plus i move like a ninja | |
| No retreat and no surrender | |
| My war agenda | |
| cloud 9 | |
| Live via satellite, soldiers with mics | |
| Ancient warriors fight, barbarians swingin swords | |
| Killarmy militant warlords | |
| Military war slang who' s to blame | |
| Government officials, evil minds that govern this land gotta plan | |
| For the blacks and the tans | |
| Decrease the population of the rhythm nation | |
| By one fourth, wicked niggas is the source | |
| To the force i bring forth causes havocs, sparks bloody riots | |
| Seven days and seven nights of blue street fights | |
| Like boo took all the shells from automatics | |
| Strategic tactics | |
| Caught between rhymes, lines combine to blow up like landmines | |
| beretta 9 | |
| I strike on universal fish, i' m out the clear mist | |
| Relentless, beat a nigga senseless | |
| Niggas best to witness | |
| At how i gets to business, soldier from the trenches | |
| My offense be my defense with military sequence | |
| Quick to apprehend ya, kid you best remember | |
| Camouflage avenger, killarmy nigga | |
| Surrender your garments and your legal tender | |
| Fatigued ninja with silent triggers | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| killa sin | |
| Yo, i crack chest cavities | |
| Be shatterin knees while bladders bleed | |
| Gat' ll squeeze, it' s a merciless form of my formalities | |
| I locked down south with hip hop doses of death | |
| Within my breath that i drop to make your heart stop | |
| You can' t cope with this vocal dope that' ll corrode your throat | |
| Yet alone make a local choke | |
| I strip niggas of they manhood because i' m no damn good | |
| And roll with a killa wu clan in the hoods | |
| Attack vitals, suicidals, leavin idols | |
| Is a record through the land of the lost with the 4th disciple | |
| Stifle enemies, come test | |
| Twenty one in your chest | |
| Killa blessed em with a bloody vest | |
| Chorus 2x |