Artist: Killarmy
Album:  Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars
Song:   Dress to Kill

[movie sample]
We are at war with a enemy we can't see
A brutal conspiracy of assassination, kidnappings, bombings
Highjacking and mass murder (woman screams in foreign language)
There's a battle ragin, fueled by desperation, hatred and fear
	Now the principle language spoken here is gun fire
It is a World War, lead my holy men, mad men
And millions of disciples willin to die for their cause
Their strategy is worldwide terrorism

[Intro]
It's time to go to war niggas
Get the bulletproof vests niggas
Word up!

[Chorus 4X: 9th Prince]
Grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
Military gear 'n' go out like troops

[Killa Sin]
Yo, yo, yo, all rhymes is mad raw nigga 
Metaphors pour from my jaws, lyrical source
Got high with fly sounds bound the floors 
It's war for all you rap acts who's wack, come back 
I pack gats 'n' cock four-fifths, to be exact like that thing 
Strikes in yo' nut, one shot, I bang slang to yo' brain 
Get you open on top for some what what! nigga take that 
I'm in some shit is done 
When it comes to track 'n' phat drums I young hum
Lyrical tunes that boom, crush consume 
Brains leavin' yo' veins, puttin' pumps 'n' losin' the bock 
Blazin' hot glock, raisin' yo' nut 
Cock to kill son, spill it to bumbaclots 
Yo, I'm test nigga, best be on Methstreet, I blast fast 'n' shatter that ass 
Just like plexy glass, foo, last tool shiped with dime, homicide collide 
With energize thoughts from dark side of Park, die 
Split yo' flesh from yo' chest 
My complex style be wild 'nuff tough like rough sex or roughnecks 
I dedicate this track to the suspects 
The real live niggas ain't afraid to bust Tec's

[9th Prince]
Seven soldiers, militant darkness for heavenly niggas in heaven 
Strapped with the holy Mac-11's 
We turn to devils 'n' poison its reverends 
Razorblade stash is out the bible 
Stalk to the church WITH the madman on a vital 
I conquer your honor 'n' the battle former, seven man Contra 
Dead maybe cause for this strategy 
Fight his bomber, my thoughts is elevated, arsenerated 
So speak to some mamas, two places devil plated 
I take off the heads of those who worship Adam 'n' Eve 
From the garden of Eden, follow the prince of thieves 
I ain't the guard, but you're a lyrical burgler 
It's the price of killin' like Kaine did the first murder 

[Chorus 4X]

[ShoGun Assason]
Silent Weapons, instruments of combat used For Quiet Wars 
When I attack MC's become P.O.W.'s, missin' in action 
Shogun the Assason strikes with rage, when I engage in Street Wars 
When neighborhood druglords, legendary weapon 
Tool like cross-bows, bows 'n' arrows get aimed at foes
And penetrates trough the skin, but first through your clothes 
My platoons uniform is timbows 'n' camos 
Nightstalk cuz you being followed like dark shadows 
Commandoes with heavy ammo 
We are the men of war, refugees from Death County 
Army of Black Knights, sinners 'til the death strikes 

[Chorus]

[Beretta 9]
One with the killa 'n' the clan, I came with the scam 
A fool-proof plan 'n' death to colored men

[Outro: Dom Pachino]
Climin' uses race from the sun 
Dom Pachino, Madman, Assassin tracks for Shogun