Lyrics:

The third single by the Wu-Tang Clan affiliated group Killarmy, which was released in 1997 from their debut album Silent Weapons For Quiet Wars on Wu-Tang/Priority Records.
Deep rhythm captivates me
Hot rhythms stimulate me
Can’t help but swing it boy
Swing it brothers swing
Don’t stop to diddle daddle
Stop this foolish prattle
Come on swing me boy
Swing it brothers swing

Word up, let's take 'em to war, son
Show 'em how it should be done
It's real God
Yeah, Yeah
Stimulate the brain cells
Check it, Check it

Yo Killarmy bounty killers, industry kid shivers
Shells up through your liver, dead corpse float the rivers
Murderous style is superior from Shaolin to Nigeria
Stalking through the monitor with the wisdom for dynamical professor
Lyrical cannon processor
Nat Turner was my militant ancestor
I captured your mind, put in isolation, control the soul automation
Victims became mechanical slaves again
Read the East Coast historian as you oppose this
Your walking dead soldiers can't get close to this
I be splitting shit like Moses
Then celebrate with Guns 'n Roses
I turn soundtracks into startracks
My tongue is symbolic to an axe
I used to be caught up in the world of Mad Max
Now come against the consequence of the 9th Prince
I sit upon my throne and chop off domes
Then send them home to your peoples so they can sew 'em

Deep rhythm captivates me
Hot rhythms stimulate me
Can’t help but swing it boy
Swing it brothers swing

Thoughts I generate like high forms of energy
My brain's energetic ultramagnetic synthetic burn like oil
High octane let it drain upon the Shaolin soil
You get trapped inside my rap coils
Like my phalanges rip the microphone when I recite a war poem
It's writen in my soldier's log
It's a Killarmy espionage
Puerto Rican mobster in camouflage
Perform at the Mirage
My entourage get the ticket through Telecharge
As I massage lyrics get enlarged
Grenade particles rip through your fatigue articles
You flee for shelter, my tre pound rounds'll melt you
Like camouflage vinyl in the force of Delta

Deep rhythm captivates me
Hot rhythms stimulate me
Can’t help but swing it boy
Swing it brothers swing
Don’t stop to diddle daddle
Stop this foolish prattle
Come on swing me boy
Swing it brothers swing

What, what, one time
Come on, swing it
Bring it, what
Killarm, yeah, swing it
The Gods gonna bring it
Real, what

You either get down, shut the fuck up or catch an uppercut
Rough enough to muffle up your jaw when we knuckle up
Nikka, what? Bacardi hit me harder than you
You crash dummies, show respect when the Gods is coming through
Eyes swollen up the size of coconuts, your body folding up
No longer soldiers strutting through the cut, a walk could hold you up
A shit bag hang from your hip like loose Kani's
Try to flip it on the strength of your wiz and let you slide
Savage 85 tryna test I, the true and living
32 shots, we're sending a rocket to your prism
Caught you bubbling like a cold sore, the money coming in
Juggling the church and street life
You got me wondering
And catch 'em,.I let Allah bless 'em, that's the question
You dealing with a madman's profession.so choose your weapon

Deep rhythm captivates me
Hot rhythms stimulate me
Can’t help but swing it boy
Swing it brothers swing
Don’t stop to diddle daddle
Stop this foolish prattle
Come on swing me boy
Swing it brothers swing

Word up, Killarmy
Taking y'all to another war ground
Hold down the battlefield, word up
Shout outs to all my Universal Soldiers
Killarmy, word up
Deep Space 9, the Clan, word up
Sunz of Man
My nigga High Style, word up
To all the soldiers in all the fifty two planets
New York, Ohio, Philadelphia, word up
My Anna locked down Atlanta, for real
Little Rock, Miami, Pittsburgh, word up
Washington D.C., Upstate, for real
To all my juvenile niggas that's locked up in Tober Center
Word up, Ryker's Island
Peace to Big Cream and Supreme
Word up the God and General Wise
General Wah
Word up to the Last Soldiers
My nigga Islord still locked down in the jungle, son
Word up
Keep your sword up god
Killarmy gonna represent this shit, son
Word up, peace
Get out of here
Peace