To The Death

[Verse 1: Phase 2]
Things now go as races oh hell what a race is?
Engages my phases on multiple stages
We run in the pages for ages how age
She was when our rage was shot for my phrases
Sort alike a million deadly, steadily, readily
Talking in your chest so the blood runs fresh
Was straight in your artery when was still a part of me
I need a heart, i need a heart, I need desire give me a strategy
It sums my love, my life, my pain, my strife
My girl and my wife so ain't thrown left and right
My figure's trying to shake
I'm wigglin' and I'm speakin' I'm makin' it down
I hope my croak go for broken crocus smoke, now how that sound?
It's hard to who figured he's bigger than my baby's figure
So i figure that i do how do you then nigga
Sparing upon my songs my songs
I gotta chose that's the instructions to demon

[Hook x4: Phase 2]
To the to the death Armageddon
To the end of voice's freedom

[Verse 2: Neffa]
Questo è dedicato ad ogni fiacco MC
Tipico finto, cacioso baduì
Persi dall'artefice del non ve n'è, riconosci Snef
Se sputa quel qui chi c'è
Quando smisto, freestyle di bella
Ti rimando a scuola col microfono nella cartella
Stilo, Dopa al chilo, quando sfilo
Nessuno può negare che vi ho il pelo
I Messaggeri col vocabolo
Non si tocca, non si ciuccia
Sta a cuccia, tu sei il diavolo
E come sopra suona bene chico, yo
È serio più di un tot
Profondo come Jacques Costeau nell'oceano
E dal momento che mi alleno
È garantito, non mi puoi tirare scemo
Quindi levati dal palco, mo è meglio che scendi
Sfida 'sto guaglione, le mazzate che prendi
Chico Snef, uh, bella lì
Sentimi sul loop, yes, yes, ah, oui, oui
Suddito del Funk ciciuì, e mo lo sai
Sopra questo beat da crociera, vai
Quando vez smazzo il meglio l'emcici piange
Definisco il suono di un guaglione, spinge
Io rimo a 30mila volts se tocchi muori
Pace al mio guaglione Phase, e vado fuori

[Hook x4: Phase 2]
To the to the death Armageddon
To the end of voice's freedom

[Verse 3: Sean]
Twenty-four, a little nigga from the skirts of Cape Town
Spoke from all around
Hardcore soul even more than before
Hip-hop protection, a mission against contagious motherfuckers
I’m the number one and it’ll never end in drama for the suckers
A drama supernatural bring powers to the unethical (?)
What you say, g?
I'll bless your fucking ass if you don’t pay me
Seems more of us survive, with suicide on my mind just too blind
Too blind to see the devil right behind me
He knows always where to find me, he see the motherfuckers on my soul
So i'm living in a black hole
Stricly hip hop business, connection to the bone
Knocking niggas out, sendin' punk ass niggas to the death
Yo, I take a deep breath
1996 back in studio with my man Snefs
Flowing like the ocean
Unbelievable sensation comes on your system
Really can’t resist them you too

[Hook x12: Phase 2]
To the to the death Armageddon
To the end of voice's freedom