Kozmik Force - KF Boyz (feat. DJ 1') Lyrics

Ain't nobody safe like when the Jakes
Drop gun crates in the ghetto
Where Raza and Morenos stay
The same place where the USA
Dumps veneno, chemicals, and waste
Makes our people brain dead like Kanye
I terrorize the stage or podium listo like Che
You'll get bodied and embarrassed
Like the Yankees in the Bay of Pigs Invasion
I used to play soccer on the broken pavement
Wearing Shaq's from Payless
Born to be a menace not a battery for the matrix
Don't be careless like Hip Hop journalists
Hypin' up that murderous east and west beef
The science behind our suffering is deep
Three Strikes Crime Bill fathers in prison
That's the work of Bill Clinton
So I stay dangerous Chicano Power
Bush knocked down the towers to invade Iraq
And Barack Obama bombed Africa and the Middle East
While deporting my peeps no surrender no retreat
What up Native Threat

On the microphone
I'm Genghis Khan Satan Spawn
Human Torch the flame is on
Hackin' at ya neck tomahawk 'til ya head come off
KF defense solid like Ben Wallace against Shaq
Twenty oh four game 3 homie get back
Shots scatter ratatatat chatter the hate
Kiss the tip of my blade we've only begun to slay
Eagle skull on my dome Venom symbiote as armor
Spittin' harder spit sharper
Contaminated too many fugazi
Copy and paste I see you too lazy
This here is a craft paid dues mandatory
Is the path of a word smith
Purist of lyricism is certain flirtin'
With the flow vibration tone
Feelin' me colonizers been defeated before
Little Big Horn victory focused mind sober up
Never stuck guerrera braid me up
Prep for war ancestors feel 'em in my core
Corazón this my oración before hittin' the battle field
Ready for war yea we ready for war
Let's go

This word is my bond
These rappers in the game like to eat bath salts
Set us set this off lyrical assault
We takin' flight with them jaded knives

KF nice with a mic precise
With a liken might
Native war cry y'all feel the tide
Underground the scene
F*ck the industry burn down the mainstream

Slavery won't last
Y'all afraid of the battle chants
This ain't battle rap
Animal mask on my face
Capitalistas ain't safe

Imperialistas get hanged
Unapologetic godless lyrically insane
Potency what we slang
Rifle on my shoulder dagger on my waist
Boppin' to the bass

We escape
Windmill headspinnin' go to war
This my call cardboard on the floor
Front of the liquor store land marks graff art

Snatch hearts outta chest cavities
Colonizers rule everything around me
C.R.E.A.M f*ck the law
Chunk molotovs at a cop car y'all
Psycho Realm gas mask homage to the DJ
Xicanas gettin' up bombin' on the freeway
Yea bombin' on the freeway

Can't spell war without a AR
Got the Nueve right behind your melon
Shoot a jura captain