Lyrics to Armor
Armor Video:
I'm armed with my armor
Be alarmed I'm a Martian
When it comes to these bars
I'ma raise it higher than starship
Out of orbit
Mighty morphing
Fuck a ranger and start shit
Fuck a nark man
I'ma hit the fucking target regardless
Cause I'm a Marksman
But I ain't a mark, man
Send these lyrical hollow tips quick
Than you can say car sick
Cause my cars sick
600 horse is no barfing
Cut the charges
Retarded, where I started from that shitty apartment
From that jail cell in august, 08
Let's be honest, it must be great to watch me rise, and it's awesome
From that grave to the stage, from that stage I have made
A better version of myself and I am thankful all the way
There ain't no going back to that wasted life
I push my wieght and I say goodbye
All I need is a goddamn mic, alright?
I'm never gonna let a bitch kill my vibe
My kanjem whip, gonna kill this shit, gotta give him the grip, enough to feel my fist
This shit these rappers always bitchin, what kind of shit is this?

One time
I'm going back one time
Going back one time
One time
Going back one time (woah)

I might've been an asshole but,
I feel I'm moving past all that,
I wish that I could just start fresh,
Going back one time
When I was feeling all them hearts,
And praying I could cash it
Wearing bitches out,
Like it's the latest fashion
I'm going back one time

Yeah, this is lyrical content, physical gauntlet,
Criminals get with their nonsense
Lived in a mosh pit
When you were licking your mom's tit
Kid is an artist
Flippin and spittin retards
Switching the cartridge
I took a shit in your office
Big as the parkus
I put the Mr in marks
Tripping on pausing
Haters be clicking and blogging
Whisper when talking
I'm trying to figure it out
Why your parents had you?
Should've just did an abortion
It's exhaustin
No one to gain married you bums
And when she had the chance
She didnt divorce em
Niggas lost em
You should just sit in a coffin
When it's all said and done
And your demon is right in front of you
The Lord never comes when you cough up every lung
Up out of your body you go from Smeegel to John Gotti
'Fore I'm back in the lobby... [?]

I might've been an asshole but,
I feel I'm moving past all that,
I wish that I could just start fresh,
Going back one time
When I was feeling all them hearts,
And praying I could cash it
Wearing bitches out,
Like it's the latest fashion
I'm going back one time (woah)

As much as I wanna look back on it
I gotta stop, my past is dark and my future is going one but the more I flaunt em
The more I feel like I'm being haunted
Haunted
My visions of my shadow man
My passions swimming in the shallow end
The shallow end
Woah, woah

Yo, I was born for this
Be forewarned I'm a war corpus
Ready to storm your house down like the shores of normandy
In 4 minutes, fuck a door hinge, your miss informed kid
Cause I'm enormous
Watch me transform into something so glorious
Cause I'm a warhorse,
Your an orphan,
Fuck a molly,
No morphine
Fuck that red and blue shit
Cause I'm victorious no forfeit
I'm notorious for the stories of overcoming all obstacles
Do the impossible
Went from a box to a booth,
Babe Ruth it out of the park
Into a parked car on a spark
I hit harder than Darth maul
Cause I'm at war with the stars
I harbour hate in my heart
From the start I've been apart of a bigger picture
But I've embarked on a mission through the dark.

And da decision to get on my feet
Was the only other option I had in me
I'll never wrap my tongue or clench my teeth
I'm at war with the motherfucking moon
A piece of meat I'm about to eat
Cause I love me some beef
Fuck your magazines cause of the
Facts they sat are something that isn't actually happening

I might've been an asshole but,
I feel I'm moving past all that,
I wish that I could just start fresh,
Going back one time
When I was feeling all them hearts,
And praying I could cash it
Wearing bitches out,
Like it's the latest fashion
I'm going back one time
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