Lyrics:
war with a Brown skin?!
Who wants war with a Black Kid?!
Tell me nigga!
Who want war with a Black Kid?
Shout to my dawgs, by far we got that gold skin
dem on
got my hoodie
My vest dem on
Chopper round me it's war
If u try me then nigga it's war
Niggas round me is tough barely by looks my niggas enough
'Cause I speak of what I see.
Crimes against humanity.
The drug war fought upon the free.
FBI got a file on you.
Had one on John Lennon too.
And don't
Make a wish on our sorry little hearts
Have a smoke, pour a drink, steal a kiss in the dark
Fingernails on my skin like the teeth of a shark
I'm
saber-rallying and selling wars door-to-door. Remember, we're looking for the closest thing we can find to John Wayne. Clichés abound like kangaroos ? courtesy
their eyes
Was this even debated (Huh) it was never a surprise (Never)
Believe their true lies, why is war what unites (Why)
By the time the sun rise,
My niggas shoot like john john
And we never miss
My nigga caught him a body
So i pleade the fifft
Look
Its world war 3
Bodies dropping everywhere
Bouja
Mm love e na war, yeah
This world is a jungle
Everyone dey struggle
You're crying cause he looked in your eyes
While he told you those lies,
that thing, that thing gone wild
War machine (war machine)
War machine (war machine)
Make a stand, show your hand
Call in a high command
Don't
of army boots
I didn't wanna go
But sarge says I'll make a fine GI Joe
As I looked into his eyes
I suddenly realized it's off to war
It's on to war
We're
little war! Murmur, murmur, murmur.
Why am I this way? make war!
Bang with me, ba-bang bang, ba-bang with me
No more playing games mane
Cause this
that thing, that thing gone wild
War machine (war machine)
War machine (war machine)
Make a stand, show your hand
Call in a high command
Don't
(What, what, what)
Huh, it's time to separate all the trio
From the Bustas, you heard me
Drama, ahh
Let's go to war, let's go to war
Let's go to war
I'm leaving nigga faded
Be straightened by playa haters, them bustas they wanna do
But I bar none 'cause I'm the 2000 John Wayne
Talk the talk,
like head smooth with holes of nine
The witch returning
To bring fresh warning
And down the well
He casts the beast
So many years go by and John
always weird, always acting gay
We don't fuck with John, he can never take a joke
Man has no clue of the war that he's invoked
Now I gotta slow down, cause
way before Barack Obama beat John McCain
Back when Harriet Tubman transported slaves underground
Hid 'em under the floor
Told them not to make a sound
I would make you rich like miss fancy
Bro jowie
Check the sound man
Listen
Listen very carefully
Gang Gang gang gang
It's a war on this one
We goin
to the Lou
And got you a straight perm
You got your ass grabbed
By your Hitman, ewww
Say word But now it makes
Sense cause in the dictionary
Shine is a verb
‘em back to life, Tupac, Malcolm, Medgar, Martin. So they don't get it twisted, let me add John Lennon...Ida B ....can't forget Gandhi. Is ya wit' me?
down, cause I ain't tryna make this mans frown
These lyrics makin' john look like a damn clown
But I cant fuck with you bitches, just cant stand all you
When I say it
Don't ask me what I said for
I make sure that everything remains raw
I go for the body
You search for meat up in the claw
While
work you know you owe me too much to stop
John said I got a little working to do but I ain't goin' by your clock
People said John was a slacker cause
Mechanized oppression, it'll make you scream
Walk you to the plank, in your leather dream
Mechanized oppression, it'll make you die
Break your world
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