Текст песни Combat (feat. P. Dot)

The legendary number one headband It's promise is power, omnipotence Immortality, but at what cost? One that is greater than any man can imagine And heavier than any man can bare No soul who has ever wore it's tattered grace Has ever escaped the torment of it's infinite burden Aah! Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, (Afro), ayy So many times I had sneak up on them quicker With my finger on the trigger, like Like I'm pulling out my sword This is combat, man, this is war (Afro!) So many times I had sneak up on them quicker With my finger on the trigger, like Like I'm pulling out my sword This is combat, man, this is war (Afro!) Brain stained with the harbor, sword stained with the blood of martyrs Revenge is a never ending story, Afro's the author Trying to bother, the bare site of my father So I'm living today, like there's no tomorrow Sword, inside my sheet, my heart is filled with beef For all the dead souls, that I chopped into piece Return, of the Afro sheen, fatal mean guillotine Sword in my hand, I want the number one headband Ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy So many times I had sneak up on them quicker With my finger on the trigger, like Like I'm pulling out my sword This is combat, man, this is war So many times I had sneak up on them quicker With my finger on the trigger, like Like I'm pulling out my sword This is combat, man, this is war Ayy, ayy, ayy