the armada prada alotta its louda prouda viking raiders up the river towards the village docking for the genocide, said hey there little lady down south they got 2 chainz and listen to lil wayne, this aint juvenile miss missy listen to the lyrics in this rap armada de Coronado broughta the small pox the white mans agenda, several slave ships to clear this land and dam them waters gotta get you sicker quicker work you hard until you cant move bars no more check my boy jermaine hes free with jigga jay z so yeah lady be my beyonce by going in telling your momma you want my rough rida armada the nina pinta the santa maria sailing here to profit off the black folk and exterminate the native loyalty keep it true because my real is right latino pride straight from italy where pontius pilate becomes the pope so dont get ludicrous and come to my shelter sunday ill bless you with bread and wine and mama say the words and keep you forever in my armada, mafia romantics like my maria in another sad love song its this armada of genocide killing off the people with its agenda for profits, the bastards with no family forced to face the fericious world all alone young gotti got to watch his sister tease him and call it names while she gets pampered spoiled and fucked the direct insult because that soldier cant afford a wife, all them warriors without a maiden to keep the land right, another lost native village waiting until the afro king can take his throne its that armada from europe full of slaves given to uneducated white folk with money that cant work to build a nation and serve at a temple its too bad adolf didnt do more against italy the warriors of the brotherhood came to peace and an understanding that women will not be a regular part of there life, but one day a lady was beaten badly hurt and left for dead was found when fetching water one day, the warrior clan knew to let her die, but that stubborn listened to his little head and lied to the clan and changed the plan, just another civilization ruined because love was based on pain viking raiders the defeaters of the armada tell us how culture grows and prospers, viking raiders is there love in a broken home, is there love in a bad neighborhood, is there a love in a crooked city. viking raiders make my state one so all people in my home on my block in my town work together and make ignorant decisions right. young prince beautiful boy, broke without purpose full of love with wits quicker than an oil slick know your soul your magnetsism and charisma and know its money why everyday happens, is you not working you wont get paid, you dont get paid you wont be healthy, if your not healthy you cant nourish others. so sister if im your lifestyle is those you want in your life not coming what is you not doing and obtaining to keep those full of all that you are i have been through the armada as a viking raider, i know how to survive work solve problems and love, i understand loss and know the world isnt fair, i can only do so much, so brothers and sisters do you want to fuck with each other and make this state right