Military Press Part 2 Tha God Fahim (Ft. Kungg Fuu)

[Chorus: Tha God Fahim]
Dust my Glocks off, get 'em ready for war
In case a nigga wanna cross my sword
Or cross my path, I'll get you knocked just to settle the score
Now you just a thing of the past, and yo, he forced my hand
Who wanna dance with the demons at last?
I'm movin' fast, not tryna live my life in the past
Purify the land, ayo, you niggas know the plan
Run up the bands, do it once, then do it all again

[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
What type of nigga is you? With all the fibs and the flexin'?
To look into the mirror is to see your own reflection
Somethin' needin' correction; the world need a blessin'
Or the angels' protection from the evils that's been resurrected
A couple decades of livin', I swear this shit been hectic
The curse of poverty is injected and now we restless
I gotta reach the level that I'm destined
Carve my name in the stone without a question

[Chorus: Tha God Fahim & Kungg Fuu]
Dust my Glocks off, get 'em ready for war
In case a nigga wanna cross my sword
Or cross my path, I'll get you knocked just to settle the score
Now you just a thing of the past, and yo, he forced my hand
Who wanna dance with the demons at last?
I'm movin' fast, not tryna live my life in the past
Purify the land, ayo, you niggas know the plan
Run up the bands, do it once, then do it all again (Uh)