Lyrics to Ghetto Apostles
Ghetto Apostles Video:
featuring Bless Freestyle Poetic



[Intro: Shabazz The Disciple]

Yeah yeah the revenge of the saga

Ghetto apostles

General Grym Sargeant Shabazz

Lieutenant Bless Captain Freestyle

Repport to your post

Baby J C12

The industry... give up the ghost



[Chorus: Shabazz The Disciple]

We win the war 'cause we bomb first

It's like grenade converse

Snatch it with the Vietnam verse

Ghetto apostles doin Godz Work

Boostin camouflaged shirts

Marchin through your bitches and your concerts



[Shabazz The Disciple]

I'm that gorilla in the mist

Stalkin with an army of insalents

I got your organization under surveillence

You move your pawn 2 squares as the King unveils

Hired military agents, soldiers marchin in for the kill

This is a war, join ranks, play your position

Put the industry in checkmate, force 'em under submission

Your whole perimeter is surrounded by my legion

You're trapped inside the center of an isolated region

Chk-chk-bloaw! Bloaw! Glass shatters, bullets scatter

No evidence or fingerprints of C12 matter

Black bishop movin in, attack the queen

Sabotage frontlines, the industry's in quarentine



[Bless]

This is a violent course, forget all violent thoughts

No silent war, massive survival course

Mount your ridin horse and rapid thoughts

Survive the holocaust, grab your holy cross

and crush 'em like star

Witness your empire fall like Sodom and Gamorra

Convert your bibles, cut rhymes of Tora

Bless'll be the high exhaltor

Divine curer, whose mind is purer

Starrin in my rivals eyes, I analyze

Causin examinin, paralyze

Although they choose to itemize lives



[Chorus x2]



[Freestyle of Arsonists]

Continue infiltration by firebomb detonation

Phasers and lasers, scopin, token from smoke inhalation

Secret service agents are comin at me, I gotta hit 'em

Eye strain, threw a grenade, settin off the sprinkler system



[Poetic/Grym Reaper of Gravediggaz]

I specialize in inferior terrorizin your airwaves

Like droppin off thermal-nuclear bombs in subways

I'm here to stress your life, paintin pictures of death

Ancient scriptures with your silhouette

I'm coldest winter, bringin the Earth tremors

Inverse your innersanctum, my sagmental warden

Haha, I laugh at how I bang them

Hoes coppin a plea should've took the oppurtunity to flee

I bring terror to ears like the Phantom

My foes reveal a Navy Seal approachin ghetto walls

Enemies forfeit, jackets stained from open sores

Non-negociable term for your surrender

I beat your weak arsenal and burn it in the center



[Chorus x2]



[Freestyle of Arsonists]

Rhyme angle, special operation, sub-team Arsonist

Switch the disc and get out of there fast, we don't want to take no risk

Code name, Freestyle, alias the asthmatic

Full metal jacket status with the diplomatic

Burocratic tactics, we got the area secure now

Triple the see-4 and get rid of the whole floor, yo

Copy, I copy that, we got the whole music business wired

When the shit blow, your whole empire despise is



[Bless]

We could take it and live lavish and still build on the mathematics

More precise, cut karets, rock ice and still civilize the savage



[Shabazz The Disciple]

Dancin in the garden of eden, gotta take a long breathin

Glancin back at days I used to be behind the bars with heathin



[Poetic/Grym Reaper of Gravediggaz]

Last like the Aztecs, cash checks, blast techs

Collect all of my assets from sales from the cats sets



[Freestyle of Arsonists]

Iceless but priceless, top of the price list

Probably the first on your heist list

You might miss, so knowledge this



[Outro]

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Songwriters: DAVID COLLINS / JOHNATHAN HEWITT / A. BERKELEY / R. WALLACE / R. HILL
Publisher: Lyrics © Royalty Network
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