Lyrics:
keep my pistol by my bedside
One in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide
My life's in danger
Rolling down the four-five beware of stangers
Hand on my
don't play that
I can't tell you what to do or not, that's on you
If I fuck with you and got that guap, I'ma split with you
Tied in with the mob, blessed
featuring Napolean
[Chorus: Myalansky]
Thug war, fights in streets, open the drug store
Money is power, give me your's, we break laws
They wanted war you can bet they got it
I'm swinging with force imma wreck 'em all
Want my engine with horses I'm stepping off
I'll dip in that Porsche
to issue the pain
And distribute some cocaine
Can you fuck man, nah nah
I'm known for loosen' brains
Bitch you think that I'm playin'
Go to war by myself,
You are listening to the heartbeat of the Sage
Sage posses the newest and most revolutionary advance in split second presentation
As well as split
Daz we about to fry niggas like fries
And separate them by five's and light up the skies
Crip that D P, Kurupt
Dippin' and I'm out, put a dick in
Thinking about an old friend, over tea
Hunkered in a bunker, you and me
Ah didn't we freeze side by side
Oh man it's impending, descending
Leave
get your liver split
By your own bictch fuckin wit this
Stay drunk when I dip and ain't shit
I got vast amounts
Your ass'll count em when I'm shootin em
out by previous wars, I work on
Graves of the poor
To clean up this mess left by the west
My duty to the African, tell my next of kin
In a song, but
of brevity is none
Transformed by gods of sun
Industrial power get devoured by the demonic
Read the fine rhymes with mental +War Games+ like Matthew Broderick
to mama
Yeah, you stand next to mama
I put holes in ya mama
You’ll die by her, you was close to your mama
Niggas sleeping on war in ya smoking pajamas
Not
got what you want
Baby I got what you need
Pick your poison by the liter
Down it let it breathe
Let it breathe
I can't breathe in
Let it sting
I've been
now
Now! Our Lord reigns
See the pregnant woman clothed in stars and sun
Dragon waits to eat him: Kingly Chosen One
War in heaven rages
Dragon's
about it nigga come get in the car
Reach in the back for the AK
Okay
Lets see if you ready for war
Scoping the target
Mark it then you pull out your
happy
Kill or be killed, Id rather go to war before they catch me
Arrest me, I told you before I wears vest's
A born legend by the way of .357
I'm
green-eyed, thoroughbred pure breed
Double threat, split personality, you're fucking dead
I'm still in black like Darth Vader
I'll drape you up like
Why?
A question left unanswered by the intentions of society in division
Dissecting the cranial and spiritual cavities
Is essential to the production
Records model, don't trust no bitch
Cause if she know when she got ya, jackers coming you all in
13-VL, the Hot Boys for sure
You get your wig split quick
blinded by the liquor and weed
I made a change in my life and got some get right
Finally livin decent, no more creepin after midnight
I respect the words
souls, rest in peace
That was 1996, we back in the mix
I guess they thought that we'd gon' quit but we got love for this shit
But everything started
Polaris was forged
Before the world was at war
For some Norwegians, their guests, and cooks
But this name that she bore
When she first left the shore
that guy
I don't treat her like a suit and tie
Dress in a suit, I might get by
Puff on the runtz man I might get high
I don't even know what she mean
to sit and pout
Caught em by surprise I went and took a different route
Got niggas chatting bout me rapping if you know than you can vouch
Young and in
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