Lyrics:
Yeah had to fix up this old beat bro
This go hard
Real simple
I'm in warfare
My recovery Rocky it's off road
Like the morvair
Back back back
I cannot
will decrease within a decade
German warfare product against the dark shade
Chorus:
AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo
Coming from my crew,
the Modern Warfare lobbies
Then the Black Ops zombies. Yeah but that was just a hobby
This more like a job. I stay sipping on some coffee
I stay sipping (Sip,
Benign masochism - Scovilles off the chart
The vanilloid receptor - Funky subtype 1
A coolin' mechanism - Come on join the fun
Chemical warfare - Love
me
Uh
Sure about that
Real about that
Put in work gon’ need a hard hat
Armor on, gon’ face combat
Look around you and inside you, warfare
We in
stop
And just because I came up, I can always drop
Yo.. we come prepared for guerilla warfare
Never scared soldiers to the heart
And hose them
drop
Yo.. we come prepared for guerilla warfare
Never scared soldiers to the heart
And hose them body parts with the hardwear
You spark a dun with
joints
With romantic charisma that'll make your momma moist
My voice ensemble of bullets rip through your squadron
Circulate the planets move back you
I cannot answer for my damages due to layin soul type sentences
I prepare time for and sisters fought passage in the tactic front style
Warfare for
the krew with the joints lit
Mobbin through your section. flexin on you snitches with an armored brigade, storm troopers
Full of souljaz all covered in
an instant, the fourth of seven children
The oldest male on the block was half and half
Brown, stones to neck bones, crack joints to tones
Where young
Nights in the deadly city,
My alcoholism is empty,
I'm rolling up a joint while the joint smokes me
I'm levitating, crash an AA meeting
With
the kennel
There's no love here, only warfare
Letting heads roll, we never fought fair
"Lord have mercy" fuck outta here
You like Heaven, I like Hell
Y'all
And replaced the Ten Commandments with something I wrote?
The world warfare ended some thousands of years ago by
The rapper Lord Infamous ScareCrow
some shots in the air
Niggas duckin' on the ground like guerrilla warfare
Fuckin' up a niggas groove and when they know it ain't fair
He roll out with
cook crack
I move in a world of conspiracies
Obey no rules, I'm doing me
Smoke kush, transport to the airport
Customs found a joint in my passport
why'knahmsayin? Drinkin my joint
This bitch man, this bitch roll up to me man
This bitch pull up inside and shit
Roll down the window and shit, I'm like - "Fuck you
The time is now, you better repent
The mark is on the way (Na-na-na-now they giving out)
Ja-Joints for jabs on Wednesdays
Get the bag jabs on Thursday
That
like joint surgery on the tether
In efforts to bring us all together
Clever design by Netherland plans in designating fines for those who bear feathers
study tongue fu, heart of war, son zoo
Easy like one, two. I really want you
To get up in the rhythm with me
One brew and a joint. Oooo
I rather mango
are shun
Germany a joint empire with Austria-Hungary
And ethnic minorities remain unseen
Ignored by the ruling class who remain supreme
Pre pre pr pr
right now
Flying like a dragon
Draggin' on a joint
Oh I’m real high now
Spitting fucking fire
Shit I burnt my mouth
In a purple haze
Mary Janes smoke
like D you were drilling it
I dunk it like KB you know that we be winning it
I’m getting my points, yeah I do it for team
I’m cooking joints, no fat just
And instead of looking out for one and another (What do we do?)
We declare warfare on our sisters and our brothers (Fucked)
If we all share a joint
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