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[Intro: Dom Pachino]

Load 'em up, Team Napalm

Soldiers ready? The pressure's on

I'm coming in this time, man

Wiping 'em all out, no civilians will last

Gon' feel the Napalm, they all gon' feel it


[Dom Pachino]

Yo, picture being locked down in shackels, chains on my wrist & ankles

No albums, no covers, no thank yous

No career, I can't have that, I've been through that, I'm here

They wanna see me fall apart, but I'm so together

They want me caught up in that storm, but I endore that weather

Now let's see, how they can endore the Terror

As I explore the era, my shit be too raw to measure

I got the c-4 that make 'em detour forever

And if they need more, I'mma make 'em bleed more better

Through their cap, through their jeans, sweater or their leather

It don't matter if it don't make sense, I mean

If it don't make dollars, if it not about chips, don't holla


[Hook: Dom Pachino]

It's my turn, I seen a lot of niggas get rich

And I seen a lot of niggas turn snitch, but

It's my turn, I'm gon' run this show

Let me show 'em how this kid do


"Napalm" - Nas sample


[Dom Pachino]

You wanna act different, the mack spitting, attracting attention

Did someone mention, you were fucking with henchmen

And this is your sentence, your paragraph's demented

It needs special attention, I do some shit that have me fenced in

For life, Dom P. on the mic, and nice

Have a new breed of killas, blowing a strike

My strips five star, and my special ops is bizarre

By far fully armored car, pa, I'm ready for war

Load up the can goods, I'm going on tour

Keep condoms in the cupboard, my troops never go raw

For all my fallen soldiers, I pour, bottles of Lager

My shit on point, like the House of the Flying Daggers

I rep hard body, and walk off with my swagger

I beam you up, Scotty, blow off your wig, it won't matter

What's the consequence? Lose oxygen

My shit toxic, man, you lil' snitch gon' call the cops again


[Hook]


"I embrace ya'll with Napalm" - Nas sample

"You could put your whole army, against my team and..." - Prodigy sample

"I embrace ya'll with Napalm" - Nas sample

"I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathing" - Prodigy sample


[Dom Pachino]

I'm here, tough luck, niggas get stuck and fucked over

I thought I told ya'll, never to fuck around with the soldier

If you're weak, you'll fold, from the pressure

I'll embarass you, pull out the mack under the dresser

Eat your food like a lunch special, I invest in the music

Cuz it's monumental, stored in the God's temple

Can it be all so simple, that I get played all day and I pop like a pimple

But now I gotta grind harder, hit the streets with a squad, about a hundred

Rockin' show, giving promos, til they want it

And they a homo if they fronted

On Dom P., the streets most wanted


[Hook]


"I embrace ya'll with Napalm" - Nas sample

"You could put your whole army, against my team and..." - Prodigy sample

"I embrace ya'll with Napalm" - Nas sample

"I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathing" - Prodigy sample

"Napalm" - Nas sample 3X 

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