Gladiator Music Ft. Kool G Rap by Gangrene
Yea, yea, yea, yea
What? What?
Show you how to kill people bitch
Gangrene, grene, grene
I�m a real gladiator
I grab a hater
Like Al-Qaida
Pray to your savior
Then meet the maker
I rain razor stain
Paint them with brains
Hanging like Wes Craven made it
West favorite playground, I�m fowl
The fowl mouth faded
Cali wow staler spawn
Rip you apart yo
Like 300 Spartans
And two arsons
I move carcasses
Y�all don�t want to start these architects
Michelangelo, archangel
To mark up your set
Get set
Go
From every angle I strangle your neck
Disconnect your lungs from your chest
That�s taking your breath
Picking up some rats where you rest
Then piss on your steps
Disrespectful
But you bitch
This shit�s sick
I�m the first Gangrene from the ditch
There�s gutter water
And there�s nothing quite like this
We push them harder
And I don�t care if it�s for honor
Or get the father on a summer martyr
Partner I slaughter harder than lava
You don�t want a war with us
We growing us
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There�s more of us
Yea, I�m on my gladiator shit
Yea, I�m on my gladiator shit
Yea, I�m on my gladiator shit
Man, I�m a poor bringer
Bear winger, mud slinger
Rapping muscle spasm
The gun finger
I�m going rings around
Under the wingers and bump singers
Hit them with dump stingers
Cave men, club swingers and blood drinkers
You know
Double G style display
Got your fake, give a fake
Gasoline bath
Art�s an X sprayed on your parade
Scooby Doo y�all
Scooby Doo y�all
Rappers will prove prowl
I�m Cool Aid man
Coming through your fucking wall
I use a bone saw
To cut your ears and your nose off
Arms, legs, fingers and toes off
They drink Promithisine
And smokers cliff over the body
And doze off
Scene of the crime
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