Artist: Beretta 9 f/ 71Raw, Christbearer Album: Official Mixtape Song: Revenge Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: Beretta 9] Revenge... revenge... First let's talk about justice The reward of penalty for one action deeds The self balancing scale, to each is own [Broken Tongue] Yo, we shoot through, you and your crew, poison the outcome 7-Raw's in ya projects, replace the freedom Speaking, revenge in the air, your hardship is peaking, dripping Lies, mouth is leaking, the same shit again How the fuck did I get in, ask him to punish him Of the God's wrath, and took his revenge I backsmack raps to the past, ask the veterans The Muslims, the Catholics, snakes and politicians To get in, use this, music for revenge While 85's using religions to make amends It's a trend, I'll avenge the poor and the slave Put the mental to the page, and watch Broken Tongue smile to the king Watch how the media potrays us, the beast brought in [Chorus: Martial Art] Revenge, tryin' to make moves, watch yo step Revenge, watch your girl and your solarplex, before it get checked Revenge, protect the bodies by the point, fools is out for respect God is judge in the end [Anthai Da Protagonist] Aiyo, I move like a ninja, the mad avenger My ninja stars never hit walls, cuz it hits ya The premonition, Anthai, I'm the revenge Backflip like Vega, I'm crawling on the fence Strike with the slidekick, I'm one of the nicest Spit needles, shhhh, pierce through your iris Knock the wind out of your system, from our wisdom Retalition, you got enemies, then list them Cannon blow, counterstrike, the master of the thunder legs But don't you ever think, we can never break bed I'm monstrous, attacking boulders, winner practice Englightened by the Sun Tzu, Art of War tactics That crack your Adam's apple, like nut shells for show Traditionally, I fuck you over one flow The dark samurai swing hard like the wielding wind Oh, so you nervous and don't know where to begin The virtuoso, dominator mic slayer Stay rough, rugged and raw, and that date is later [Chorus] [Beretta 9] Aiyo, revenge, a favor in return to one's actions As an unjust codes that results in just action Without pause, we can't forgive on what could happen I don't care about laws, could give a fuck about rapping While on the subject, get pushed, niggas I object to Popping that shit, you be sure to catch a chin check, duke And on the gun tip, look at niggas I run with We all nice with our triggers, ain't no telling who done it So stand back before doors come off the henges And it's too late to calculate, to what the fuck that revenge is But what it is, be all pleasure or biz Or just a perfect time for a nigga to get his [Christbearer] People make the world go round, ever changing Dirty south crunk and a West Coast banging Rich man, poor man, Muslims and the Clan Niggas from the corner block who could give a damn People that'll kill you when the pistol pump And some people, of course, that won't jump I'm from the North of the Beach, by way of the East With people on the West, I'm peace God people, devil people, rapping heavy metal people Bujia, boogi, posh, the ghetto people Ain't shit created equal Don't let the bullshit stick, aiyo, imagination's leave you Some people born on the bus, crying while the wino's cuss Some people born plush, some others tell they babies hush