Killarmy released numerous singles from 1995 to 1997, including "Swinging Swords" and "Camouflage Ninjas" as well as the Sunz Of Man collaborations "Wake Up" and "Soldiers of Darkness". The album Silent Weapons For Quiet Wars was released in 1997 just after the release of the Wu-Tang Clan's second album, as well as a 12" single containing two tracks from the album, "Wu-Renegades" and "Clash of the Titans". Shortly after the group's manager General Wise was shot dead in Steubenville, but the group pressed on undeterred, appearing on the Wu-Tang Killa Bees: The Swarm compilation and each making numerous appearances on other Wu-Tang projects from the Clansmen themselves and from other affiliates. The group's second album Dirty Weaponry was released in 1998 and the third, Fear, Love & War was released on September 11, 2001. In 2002, the group received some controversy following the Washington D.C. sniper attacks. On an episode of Tim Russert's Meet the Press, Russert and Montgomery County police chief Charles Moose stated that Killarmy influenced the shootings, and referenced a number of lyrics to support the claims. Despite the press attention, nothing materialized from the accusations. In 2002, Dom Pachino became the first group member to release a solo album, with Tera Iz Him. 9th Prince followed in 2003 with his solo debut Granddaddy Flow. ShoGun Assasson is rumored to be the next member to release a solo album.
The Push
Killarmy Lyrics
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This is for all y'all wanna be
Millitant, Camoflauge (Y'all niggas ain't raw)
Word up, we 'bout to show you how it's done (Word up man)
How to rock the boots (Like this)
The camoflauge (Great damn nigga White)
The guns (The big ones that go..)
Yo, watch for the shrapnel admiral
Didn't know the kid was tactful
My missles whistle at you spactual, subtract you
Surrender all, we got you
Blitzkrieg, fahtis bleed, it's natural
The Army, take out your front line calmly - you like that
Tell the Cap' the kids back the Millitant
My regiment be five percent put Steelo in
Killin these tracks, Beretta on attack
This one for my die-hard niggas, watch yo' back
Or wind up in the graveyard, in Allah tint
Ask the fans, it's the Gods again
And if we got to, then we kill again
"Louie under, we're making another push"
"Get your people together.. lieutenant?"
"I got nothin left"
"Dig a little deeper"
(Superb)
Yo.. Up all night writin darts
Sniffin the pure, Christmas Eve '99 reminiscin and shit
(Bout) who got hit, (Bout) who got bitch
(Bout) who bitches that is, who got kids and
Who sell crack, who a rapper now
Who money-washin, who was P.O.
Try to get him lockied up but his bitch is C.O.
And she gon' tell the captain, he gon' buy him a boat
The cap' gon' tell the judge, he gon' buy him a goat (And)
The judge gon' tell the D.A., he gon' buy him some coke
The D.A. gon' tell his lawyer that his client can go
And, all y'all niggas mad I got the iron from Ghost
And, Chef still cookin what you tryin to get roast
Bobby'll beat that ass, Meth do a show in ya coats
And Cappadonna, the Masta will Kill ya
You fuckin with a true master, fuckin with power
You fuckin with the Wu bastards, fuckin with ours
We the most livest, most largest, squadrant
Sergeants in Africa, thugs from America
Live from New York, straight from Florida City
All shitty, screamin "Play more Biggie"
Hood like you blowin, per blow more quickly
Still poppin pain that cause four-fifty
I ain't know they was young, I just like short bitches
(Islord)
Yo, you fucked up when you crossed my line
I got the nine, pointed at ya back spine
So feel the heat, as I let the lead tear your meat
Cuz I represent the real niggas from the streets
I'm comin trough blackdown, with the fat tre' pound
Strapped, cocked back
While my right-hand man plays a role in the back,
with the mack - Subject to murderous art,
as I finesse it and also compose the track like Mozart
This nine'll script, niggas get finked up
In this rap game, it's madly insane
So don't go against the grain, or get your life tooken
With ya head chopped off, placed in a plastic bag,
its Central booking, forever kings
(9th Prince)
Aiyyo I spit verses that'll bury you beneath the surface
A murder this like voodoo curses
9th Prince forever nervous, analog niggas is short-circuit
Killa be killas the purpose
Guns in holsters what the earth is, musical apocalypse
Run up on the label, hold the A and R for a hostage
Limps from four-footers who's with it, go 'head spit it
The weed and dust makes me kill shit, kill shit...
"The way I see it, we've got two choices"
"We can settle for being slaughtered in the push tomorrow"
"Or we can take those tanks out tonight.."
"If we do it, it's just us"
"We'll slip past the lines unchecked"
"Just another sorry-ass patrol"
"Lemme get this straight"
"Yesterdauy your point was Section 8"
"No"
"You wanna lead some renegade force against their tanks"
The song "The Push" by Killarmy is a powerful commentary on the realities of war and military conflict. The lyrics are highly aggressive and confrontational, with a focus on the weaponry and tactics used by soldiers in battle. Beretta 9 sets the tone for the song in the opening lines, proclaiming that he is about to show the listeners how it's done, referencing the use of camouflage and guns. He then proceeds to describe various military maneuvers and strategies, emphasizing the violence and brutality of war. The chorus features a recurring voiceover of military commands, emphasizing the regimented and controlled nature of warfare.
Superb's verse takes a different approach, focusing on the personal stories of individuals caught up in the violence of the drug trade and criminal underworld. He describes the various schemes and scams that people use to try and get ahead, with references to drug dealing, money laundering, and prison corruption. The verse is highly critical of the greed and desperation that drive people to engage in these activities, and suggests that ultimately, they will only end up destroying themselves.
Islord's verse returns to the theme of military action, with a focus on the power dynamics and hierarchies within the army. He describes himself as a real street soldier, who is willing to use his gun to take out anyone who crosses him. He also emphasizes the importance of strategy and finesse, comparing his approach to that of a master composer. The verse is notable for its vivid imagery and wordplay, and its emphasis on the artistry and beauty of violence.
Finally, 9th Prince adds to the theme of military power, with a broader critique of the way that weapons and technology are used to maintain global power imbalances. He emphasizes the importance of standing up to oppression and fighting for what is right, even in the face of overwhelming force. His verse is highly poetic and metaphoric, with evocative language and intense imagery.
Overall, "The Push" is a highly political and socially conscious song that draws on a range of themes and motifs related to war, violence, and power. It is a powerful commentary on the realities of military conflict and its impact on individuals, communities, and societies.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo, watch for the shrapnel admiral
Be aware of the danger, this war won't be easy
Blitzkrieg, fahtis bleed, it's natural
We will attack quickly and fiercely, and casualties are unavoidable
And if we got to, then we kill again
We'll do whatever it takes to win, even if it means taking more lives
I got nothin left
I have nothing else to give, I'm exhausted
Dig a little deeper
Find the strength to continue, even when you think you can't
All y'all niggas mad I got the iron from Ghost
Some people might be angry that I have a gun that belonged to Ghostface Killah
I ain't know they was young, I just like short bitches
I didn't realize they were underage, I just prefer women who are short
Live from New York, straight from Florida City
We're here in New York, but we represent Florida City as well
Yo, you fucked up when you crossed my line
You made a mistake by crossing me, now I'm going to retaliate
So don't go against the grain, or get your life tooken
Don't go against us, or you'll end up losing your life
9th Prince forever nervous, analog niggas is short-circuit
I'm always on edge, and traditional rappers can't keep up
If we do it, it's just us
We'll be alone in this mission, with no support from anyone else
Just another sorry-ass patrol
This is just another routine patrol with little importance
You wanna lead some renegade force against their tanks
You want to lead a rebellious group to fight against the enemy's tanks
Contributed by Mila R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.