Lyrics:
of fear will call you off
prepare you for my global war
I don´t care, and you have no choice
I don´t care, don´t raise your voice
The ministry of fear will
inherit my style?
Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny
Not a day goes by, don't get high, don't ask why
Tonight's the night for me to rip
CatTalk blunt look like a Louis Slugger but I don't play baseball
John Travolta when I see the opp cause we gon' face off
Keep a .223 right by my hip
coast ride by on a longboard
Yeah
Bringing that glow where we go
They wonder why we shine so bright for
Seek and save the lost
Wide awake don't snooze
We
direction
Comes BILL ASTOR
In a dinner jacket, with his guest
John "jack" profumo
The Minister for War as
They arrive, WARD, moving like lightening
Gathers up
Time is coming to an end
Prepare for the worst to come
You arise but your life has run dry
Show me the answers I've been looking for
Where
like a hunter
That spirit sparkling four young souls
Preparing us for war
Life's got big plans for us I'm sure
She's unlocking all the doors
Known by
mission
Like right now, 30 dollars to my John Hancock
Try to get mo' so my shit don't flock
I lick off shots for everything they owe me
And when it's my
mission
Like right now, 30 dollars to my John Hancock
Try to get mo' so my s*** don't flock
I lick off shots for everything they owe me
And when it's my
Cupid
Until they got love for my music
Star Wars, I'm Han Solo, with three egos
And three charges, I got to "See-three-P.O.'s"
This is
Cupid
Until they got love for my music
Star Wars, I'm Han Solo, with three egos
And three charges, I got to "See-three-P.O.'s"
This is
of vibes
I don't want old things I done to boomerang
Feelin' low-low, for sho Deacon pursued by shame
It get rough, and ain't enough to just think positive
Mmm, those tits be looking real yummy.
Don't forget about his nose that's as long as John Dillermand's schlong.
Squidward is super silky and dilky,
yours?
Brother, I'm good, I stay with the Lord
Bible carrier, that's my sword
Matthew 12 so I don't talk
John 19's why I never got caught
Call me
the harmonica
The navigator always gets killed by
A bad space person
Uh oh - the radio is broken
It don't work anymore the radio is broken
It don't work anymore
a wish
2 left where my genie
Ima be everywhere
Can’t explain
Like graffiti
Go to war for the fam
I ain’t signin a treaty
They use to
Sleep
patterns and here's my battle cry
Ring the alarm, the caterpillar is firing
Oh, we in a war
Where butterflies keep dyin' (ah)
This right here for
boys stare through away coach windows jaw to the floor as I park the wraith
Me and the mandem came for a war if they wanna good game then I can't relate
we don't fall flaws and al, never quitting, got damn!!!
Chorus:
It's a war going on that no one outside is safe from, I say it again...
It's a war
Here I go again ready to flow again
Better hold my mic don't blow again
Warned by alarms when the mic gets warm
Crowd'll get critical can't keep
there
Can't say I ain't warn you, that's yo' ass if you don't beware
Go to war, I'm gon' prepare, wait
From your hood to the 44, cold as Cube going solo
of
The idolizers' Doppler effect
We can't prepare for or prevent war
We know that twenty years ago he said "tell
Them Nixon's gone mad, "
And so they started to
Bomb
girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all
type of weather
Want war with whoever
Shawty save the tears, we don't got time for crying
Thick redbone on my hip
Man that girl is a leg
Said she love me
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