Lyrics:
Nd people tried to put us down, when iTunes bumped a post-Cold War sound.
My generation sat the mecca of malls, Times Square, I'm there, Viacom installs.
So we hit the net while the Trade Center fell, New York met Hollywood, we ran like hell.
Men die for follows
Brave new world is what we've made
Post cold war ghosts
Livin' in a spider's web
We're poisoned by wireless cancer
Watching our own doomsday
Blind audience
Touching Brave new world
Can you feel the pressure on you back?
(Yo I heard) They gotta plan b if up a tree
(And I heard) That both of y’all
Could fall back on degrees
Yeah, heard he went to UConn
Majored in Puppetry
That means he’s going nowhere
You stuck with me if you not with all the
Fuckery leave Matty alone
Shorties known to give him angular dome
‘Cause botched circumcision made his head
Tilt like he Patty Mahomes
No flaws it’s just right
Mold spores and dust mites
Post cold war we bust bike saying Oh Lord
It’s dusk, night no flaws it’s just right
Mold spores and dust mites
Post cold war we bust bike saying Oh Lord
It’s dusk, night
Hide my face again, harbor in the shadows
Feel this weight of sin hammering away
Die, with the guilt of a thousand AWOL soldiers
Die, watch the scythe usher me astray
I can't go on this way
Not as I am today
The ugly side of me is strong
Take aim, a loaded gun
Pull back on all who run
A coward's truth inside the wrong
This means war
This means war
This means war
Lash your tongue of bane
Carry me to nowhere
Mental holocaust
Battle never ends
Lie, mask the pain
Of a child who's forsaken
Lie, to myself
Praise the new regime
I left me long ago
Reasons you'll never know
No one to miss me when I'm gone
With no more words to say
No argument to stay
Another post I don't belong
This means war
This means war
This means war
This means war
This means war
No home to call my own
No finding someone new
No one to break the fall
No one to see me through
No name to carry on
No promise for today
No one to hear the call
No tattered flag to raise
Walk the razor's edge
Cut into the madness
Question all you trust
Buy into the fear
I see the man ripping at my soul now
I, I know the man
I know him all too well
There's nothing here for free
Lost who I want to be
My serpent blood can strike so cold
On any given day
I'll take it all away
Another thought I can't control
This means war
This means war
This means war
This means war
This means war
(I love myself)
Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war outside, bomb in the street
Gun in the hood, mob of police
Rock on the corner with a line for the fiend
And a bottle full of lean and a model on the scheme, uh
These days of frustration keep y'all on tuck and rotation (come to the front)
Yeah, I duck these cold faces, post up fi-fie-fo-fum basis
Dreams of reality's peace (ah yeah)
Blow steam in the face of the beast
Sky could fall down, wind could cry now
Look at me motherfucker I smile-
And (I love myself)
Uh, and when you lookin' at me (ooh)
Tell me what do you see?
(I love myself)
Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war outside, bomb in the street
Gun in the hood, mob of police
Rock on the corner with a line for the fiend
And a bottle full of lean and a model on the scheme, uh
These days of frustration keep y'all on tuck and rotation (come to the front)
Yeah, I duck these cold faces, post up fi-fie-fo-fum basis
Dreams of reality's peace (ah yeah)
Blow steam in the face of the beast
Sky could fall down, wind could cry now
Look at me motherfucker I smile-
And (I love myself)
Uh, and when you lookin' at me (ooh)
Tell me what do you see?
"There's a war goin on outside no man is safe from"
"It's impossible to stop" (YEAH!)
"There's a war goin on outside" "It's impossible to stop"
"No man is safe" "There's a war goin on outside"
(Woooh oh oh!)
Who is the killer?
(Woooh oh oh!)
Stone-cold killer,
(Woooh oh oh!)
Food for the trigger,
(Woooh oh ohh!)
And the trenches are dug,
And the bones begin to shiver,
The taste of war, so cold and bitter,
And the human race is the face of the killer,
And the cost of life is rarely considered.
'Cause I can still hear his mama cries
Know the family traumatized
Shots left holes in his face 'bout piranha-sized
The old pastor closed the cold casket
And said the church ain't got enough room for all the tombs
It's a war going on outside we ain't safe from
I feel the pain in my city wherever I go
Three hundred fourteen soldiers died in Iraq
Five hundred and nine died in Chicago
I arrived on the day Fred Hampton died
Uh, real niggas just multiply
And they say by twenty-one I was supposed to die
So I'm out here celebrating my post-demise
If you put crabs in a barrel to insure your survival
You're gon' end up pulling down niggas that look just like you
What up, Blood?
Dot trippin'
In my pop's grape Swisher when he roll up
Wig a nigga when he roll up
Where you from? So what?
This a cold game and my domain post up
Get a close up, hit the pen, prolly roll up
That's a no no in the Norf Norf
You are not welcome
Black tee, got the .44, don't test him
Body EC when he prolly squeeze
You already know a nigga rockin' off of Poppy Street
I'll block a man like La Flame
Better bite the bullet 'fore the bullet fight your brain
Big burner in the whip, no license, swangin'
Ike Turner on a bitch, hoes love the gamin'
I'm anybody killer
Your baby mama, anybody's nigga
And we be sayin'
All gas, no brakes, might break your face
Get hit on sight, on sight
Ain't gotta prove this shit
We do this shit all night, all night
All night, all night, all night, all night, all night
Shoot fire, don't fight, that's mando
Shoot fire, don't fight, that's mando
Good night, now light them candles
Good night, now light them candles
My people ready to go
My people ready to go
I'm out my mind (I'm out my mind)
I'm out my mind (I'm out my mind)
Short fuse, no lose, big gamble
Short fuse, no lose, big gamble
It's flyin' out that barrel
It's flyin' out that barrel
My people ready for war
My people ready for war
Don't waste my time
Don't waste my time
Don't waste my time
All gas, no brakes, might break your face
Get hit on sight, on sight
Ain't gotta prove this shit
We do this shit all night, all night
All night, all night, all night, all night, all night
'Cause I be posted with the rugrats
Came up off of robbin', but my OG really sold crack
Billion views up, but I'll still go and kill somethin'
Take one of my dawgs and I'ma make sure all y'all feel one
Unexpected shootout, you ain't knowin' when that drill come
Come and shoot up who house? We gon' post up 'til you niggas come
Yeah
NLE the Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
We'll post up 'til you niggas come
(Al Geno on the track)
Bub came home and you knowin' how he play it
Now it's time for the yeah with the yeah
Shorty knowin' I don't want no ass, she been actin' real bad
Like she scared for to pull up with the head
I been on the corner all night posted up with the dope boys
Know that they hustle whenever you sleep
Two on a addy to sleeve
I put the rental key under the seat
Already know that I'm in the streets
Toyota, Key in this bitch clutchin' bad
He go to sleep if you come with a bag
Whoever we leave they get left with a tag
Whole lot of dogs we done started a kennel
Laboratory, they do not get the riddles
Kwan Nine don't forget to believe me
My daddy still plugged with that yeah in the trenches
Pull up in Bentleys with necklace that's Tennis
Upgraded my fit on the top of these little bitty bitches
Plugged in the socket at the house, I'm sittin' on confinement
Try it, I let off the Glock at these niggas
I got some bitches and slimes with me
I got that pack and the strap and some millions
I got the hood and they with the activity
Standin' on somethin', it's called slime allegiance
I mix that Gucci on top the Chanel
I'm in this bitch kickin' shit like a player
Three make the hoe go and drive to the sale
Vvs diamonds, I buy 'em, then lay 'em
Time to pour up so we stop at the Shell
Inside of the city, leave 'em dead where he live
I'm on location, they plan for to get me
She gon' check out the scene after somebody killed
She know the night the time of her life
And I know they might try to take my life
We ain't livin' right, there's nothin' I can say
It's a cold bloody war inside Baton Rouge, ain't nobody safe
It's a war
Nobody left through the night, ooh
Poppin' this shit and we leavin' 'em dead
We be poppin' this shit, we be poppin' this shit
When they try
We go to war, put it all on the line
Know we get to it, every one of us slime
Pray, then do it, hope not one of us die
Stay gettin' money but no we gon' get to them bags
Every month know someone who dun got it
Herm set the play then he slide it
I had the bitch in his pocket I'm makin' 'em viral
Red flag 30 round chopper
I'm in the back of the double R with it on silent
New York I'm fucking with dog
We talking bout signal
I say I'm in the post with my migo
That money keep calling we up in the b-door
Shoutout inside of the day then we leave
Ducking from police I'm ducking off codeine
With a strap and a whole lot of racks in my jeans
Give vpn gonna fuck up the trap
Gotta make sure ain't no location on me
My education it come out the streets
Flooded the base they hear to see me
I mix that Gucci on top the Chanel
I'm in this bitch kickin' shit like a player
Three make the hoe go and drive to the sale
Vvs diamonds, them Vvs diamonds
Time to pour up so we stop at the Shell
Inside of the city, leave 'em dead where he live
I'm on location, they plan for to get me
She gon' check out the scene after somebody killed
It's a war
No nobody left through the night, ooh
Poppin' this shit and we leavin' 'em dead
We be poppin' this shit, we be poppin' this shit
When they try
We go to war, put it all on the line
Know we get to it, every one of us slime
Pray, then do it, hope not one of us die
(DJ Chose) yeah
I’m the youngest boss right now
Shit, I’m successful It ain’t come
Yet but I feel it you feel me
Zoe life, Glee
Gotta put in position each and
Every one of my dawgs
So close to broke, by any means I can’t fall
I post up in them trenches
I stack up them Benji’s, ‘cause I want all
One hell of a feelin’, it
Come to them riches, i’ma go to war
Success came fast so they think
I sold my soul (Ain’t sell my soul)
Got out of the Nawf, came up fast
I’m on the road
Paranoid from probation, I won’t fold
I’ma hold it down
Sticking to everything I was told (yeah)
Couldn’t go court
‘cause in my system was narcotics
Gotta do for my family
They don’t wanna work ‘cause I got it
I go on a lurk, these niggas been talkin’
I ride with them choppas
Screaming RIP soulja, talkin’ ‘bout Slim
You know I’m bout it (Yee)
‘Round the world I’ve been trendin’
Doin’ drive by’s, it’s been a minute
Spendin’ time with my children
When everybody leave they gon’ be with me
Up in court, cases pendin’
Know they wanna catch me slippin’
Swear, it’s hard to touch a million
When I get that money, I go spend it
Up in that cell it’s cold
Better say yo’ prayers, fuck the system
In the world all alone
Even though they ‘round, they ain’t wit’cha
Cars and chains, they ain’t rented
Start assumin’ when they see you glistenin’
Confrontation ‘bout my pendent
You don’t know how bad I wanted to spit it
Yeah, bang
Gotta put in position each and
Every one of my dawgs
So close to broke, by any means I can’t fall
(Can’t fall) i post up in them trenches
I stack up them Benji’s, ‘cause I want all
One hell of a feelin’, it
Come to them riches, i’ma go to war
Success came fast so they think
I sold my soul (Ain’t sell my soul)
Got out of the Nawf, came up fast
I’m on the road
Paranoid from probation, I won’t fold
I’ma hold it down
Sticking to everything I was told
They don’t know my problems (Problems)
I’m suited and booted on molly (On Molly)
I step on anybody (Body)
I’m a Zoe, know Kodak watchin’ (He watchin’)
Nigga act like he got a problem (Problem)
On scene, I’ma shoot that choppa (Ba ba)
Nigga act like I can’t stop him?
stayed inside with silence in the cold
You can remind me of it
That I was lazy and tired
You can work all your life as
I'm not afraid of you anymore
If I loved you a long time, I don't know
If I can't recall the last time you told me so
Here in this house in Pittsfield
The ghost of our grandmother works at the sewing machine post
Hiding the bills in the kitchen on the floor
And my sister lost her best friend in the Persian Gulf War
There was a flood in the bathroom last May
And you kicked at the pipes when it rattled oh the river it made
Stand there, tell me that I'm of no use
Things unspoken break us if we share
There's still time to wash the kitchen floor
On your knees, at the sink once more
You can remind me that I was tired
You can work late and give yourself up
Now that I'm older, wiser, and working less
I don't regret having left the place a mess
You can remind me that I was lazy and tired
You can recall your life as
I'm not afraid of you, anymore
Anymore
So I promise this
I love myself
(The world is a ghetto with big guns and picket signs)
I love myself
(But it can do what it want whenever it want, I don't mind)
I love myself
(He said I gotta get up, life is more than suicide)
I love myself
(One day at a time, sun gon' shine)
They wanna say it's a war outside and a bomb in the street
And a gun in the hood, and a mob of police
And a rock on the corner, and a line for the fiend
And a bottle full of lean, and a model on the scene, yup
These days of frustration keep y'all on tuck and rotation
I duck these cold faces, post up fi-fie-fo-fum basis
Dreams of reality's peace
Blow steam in the face of the beast
The sky could fall down, the wind could cry now
The strong in me, I still smile
I love myself
(The world is a ghetto with big guns and picket signs)
I love myself
(But it can do what it want whenever it want, I don't mind)
I love myself
(He said I gotta get up, life is more than suicide)
I love myself
(One day at a time, sun gon' shine)
Walk my bare feet (walk my bare feet)
Down, down valley deep (down, down valley deep)
Fi-fie-fo-fum (fi-fie-fo-fum) (I love myself)
My heart undone (my heart undone)(I love myself)
The world is a ghetto with big guns and picket signs
(I love myself)
But it can do what it want whenever it want, I don't mind
(I love myself)
He said I gotta get up, life is more than suicide
(I love myself)
One day at a time, sun gon' shine
I went to war last night
With an automatic weapon, don't nobody call a medic
I'ma do it 'til I get it right
I went to war last night
I've been dealing with depression ever since an adolescent
Duckin' every other blessin' I can never see the message
I could never take the lead, I could never bob and weave
From a negative and letting them annihilate me
And it's evident I'm moving at a meteor speed
Finna run into a building, lay my body in the street
Keep my money in the ceiling, let my mama know I'm free
Give my story to the children and a lesson they can read
And the glory to the feeling of the holy unseen
Seen enough, make a motherfucker scream, "I love myself!"
Let's go
A wise man know what he know and what he doesn't
If he's not really sure what he's saying, he don't discuss it
A righteous man walks the earth without judgment
And loves his enemies enough to deliver justice
A pious man relies on religion for his direction
At times he introspective, but his bible he'll never question
A dying man will make a confession, try to get into heaven
Thinking his lifestyle is blocking his blessing
A violent man will stock up on weapons and go to war for his
Get post-traumatic stress disorder, become an officer
A man of peace uses his words in different mediums
He'll bleed for his beliefs practicing civil disobedience
An honest man knows only lies are scared of the truth
His word is his bond, but his action's always to prove
A faithful man never need evidence to believe
But still he gotta work for the blessings that he receives
Let's go
Sometimes it's hard to believe
In what you don't see, I understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It's hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open
Top tier niggas blossomed in the basement
All the nights that we were lacking those refreshments
Rain down, thunder storm with the flows
Articulate with the bounce, now I'm back like I'm Derrick Rose
Once the one on the bench with the snotty nose
Nefertiti would hold me when I was cold
Communion Sunday, my twenties, went in the bowl
Forgive me lord for them bitches the night before
Binny's deals And these Bentleys I can't afford
Gotta be the example for children to do their chores
Blowing weed smoke on the cover of The Source
Rolling Stones on the blunted was the boss
Fallen soldier on his own so we march
Roll up a bag of that weed, therefore I spark
Recite the Quran, I'm in the dark
Devil knocking on my door, he like a narc
Sometimes it's hard to believe
In what you don't see, I understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It's hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open
No excuses, if I start it then I'll see it through
God is what I see in you, so you might as well believe in you
Think what you see on TV's true?
It's all the same: Vietnam, Korea
First World War, Argentina, Falkland Islands
Another war, what is it for?
Now he's in a home
For Vietnam refugees
He's frightened
He's in an institution
He's in a wheelchair
War is the last creative act
I thought we might of learned some lesson
Richard Nixon on Channel Eleven
I heard it first
Happy birthday, happy Christmas
Guns go bang bang
(ah, hell yeah, so anyway...)
50 years passed all my homey's are old ass fucks
I ain't even got hair on my nuts
I left the village in the search of my ends,
I wrestled alligators, battled terminators
Nothin ever killed me, nothin could harm me
I fought in the civil war, yankees army
I walked across enemy lines with a mack 10
Man they didn't even have that shit back then
How you just gonna come in my shit and fuck it up?
So anyway
50 years pass, all my homies are old ass fucks
I ain't even got hair on my nuts
I left the village in search of my ends
I wrestled alligators, battled terminators
Nothing ever killed me, nothing could harm me
I fought in the civil war, yankees army
I walked across enemy lines with a mack-10
Man, they didn't even have that shit back then
How you just gonna come in my shit and fuck it up?
Diese Trennung macht cold, girl
Gebe mir overdose
Dachte wir werden old, girl
Das mit uns keine Show
Jetzt sind beide alone, girl
Feelings wie Post Melone
Keine message on phone, girl
Jeder in seiner zone
Diese Trennung macht cold, girl
Gebe mir overdose
Dachte wir werden old, girl
Das mit uns keine Show
Jetzt sind beide alone, girl
Feelings wie Post Melone
Keine message on phone, girl
Jeder in seiner zone
Aber ist schon ok, ja denn bald geht's dir gut, girl
Genug ist genug
Du hast es versucht und versucht
Getrieben von Hoffnung und Mut
Bezahltest mit Tränen aus Blut
Die Liebe kämpft gegen die Wut
Und die Lösung steht in keim' Buch, nein
Wir beide schmissen das Tuch
Baby Salut
In deinem Kopf war die Family
In meinem Kopf warn die Melodien
Wir ziehen uns an Babe wie gravity
Doch trenn jetzt Wege wie enemies
Du bist weg, bad habits geblieben
Was du wolltest das konnt' ich nicht bieten
Jetzt bin ich alleine am fliegen
Und frag mich da oben bin ich fähig zu lieben
Diese Trennung macht cold, girl
Gebe mir overdose
Dachte wir werden old, girl
Das mit uns keine Show
Jetzt sind beide alone, girl
Feelings wie Post Melone
Keine message on phone, girl
Jeder in seiner zone
Diese Trennung macht cold, girl
Gebe mir overdose
Dachte wir werden old, girl
Das mit uns keine Show
Jetzt sind beide alone, girl
Feelings wie Post Melone
Keine message on phone, girl
Jeder in seiner zone
Girl behalte die Hälfte
Die Hälfte von meim' Herz
Ich weiß genau wies' dir geht girl
Ja, denn wir teiln' den Schmerz
Für uns war das kein Scherz, nein
Vielleicht war ich nicht ernst
Vielleicht war ich nicht ernst genug
In deinem Kopf war die Family
In meinem Kopf warn die Melodien
Wir ziehen uns an Babe wie gravity
Doch trenn jetzt Wege wie enemies
Jedes deiner Bilder girl triggert mich
Bin schon wieder vom liquor dicht
Ich dacht' ich lass' alles hinter mir
Doch ertapp mich sterb wieder innerlich
Diese Trennung macht cold, girl
Gebe mir overdose
Dachte wir werden old, girl
Das mit uns keine Show
Jetzt sind beide alone, girl
Feelings wie Post Melone
Keine message on phone, girl
Jeder in seiner zone
Diese Trennung macht cold, cold, cold, cold
Diese Trennung macht cold, cold, cold, cold
That's a pig that don't fly straight)
Now let's go back to the past
The muthafucka who needs to be tried is Ronald Reagan's ass
Appointed Bush to the C-I-A
(That shit was cold
Put Noriega on the payroll)
All of a sudden shit changed
Right after eighty-eight (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hm, ain't that strange?
Hook: Ghostface Killah
It's a must that I take the streets back so fast
Everybody thinkin' it's not gon' last, I
Got bad news, bad news, bro' man and I'm gon' stay alive
I think y'all want my bitches, I empty out on niggas
I'm gonna reach the top, Theodore's the crew and we ain't gon' stop now
Ghostface Killah
I'm like them '86 Brooklyn niggas, fuck if I cook coke with niggas
Operate over stoves, and I brought cold techs for bitches
Draped out in them goose lick pictures
You fuck around and get your whole crew shot at, blaow
Dare you to pop back, under cars, cryin', tryin' to come up out that
Eric B. when I cut, twenty three's on a truck
Like a dust joint, you'll have your whole hood stuck
This is Ghost murder, we movin' like NARCs, go-carts
Throwin' Sports Illustrated darts and watch
Get the blade rent money, fuck your fade apart
Depart when you see Starks, duck low
Fuck up a rapper on the regular
Blow his fuckin' hands off his cellular
This is Don Mattingly, Don Baylor, Don King or Don anything
A monster, silver back Guerrilla, pa
Though I sleep outside the bing
Hook: Ghostface Killah
Niggas actin' like they bustin' they heat
All they life, all they did was the wheat
This is Theodore, 2004 Commodores
With big stupid bangers that go bezerk on any jail floor
And any dance hall, to dirt bomb niggas that steel case
From stores, puff raw, fuck what you heard
Might wire your jaw, sip the methodone
Crazy straw, bitch, you want war?
Its still war, no matter who you’re fighting for
Its still war, which ever flag you unfurl
Its still war, even when politics are cold
Its still war, on land or sea throughout the world
I say look out, what do you see
Is that a gun with anger, pointed at me
What your say is you gotta live free
So I’m holding this line, so you can live the dream
Its still war, no matter who you’re fighting for
Its still war, which ever flag you unfurl
Its still war, even when politics are cold
Its still war, on land or sea throughout the world
Stand my post, I must fight
Don’t tell me, that you are right
You got to stand and live my fear
Before you can understand me
[Verse 1]
Staring at the cracks, the fractures in the glass
Faces from the past, shadows I can’t surpass
Battles I fought within, reflections of my scars
Behind these eyes, a thousand hidden wars
[Pre-Chorus]
The mirror stares back, unyielding and cold
Showing me the wars that still take hold
[Chorus]
This is my mirror of war, showing the battles inside
A truth I can’t ignore, nowhere left to hide
Through every tear and scar, the cracks reveal it all
Facing myself, I stand or fall
[Post-Chorus]
Facing the fire, facing the fear
Echoes of war, drawing near
[Verse 2]
Every shattered piece holds a part of me
A battlefield of memories, a haunting melody
I’ve tried to break away, leave it all behind
But in this mirror of war, it’s there I find
[Pre-Chorus]
The mirror stares back, unyielding and cold
Showing me the wars that still take hold
[Chorus]
This is my mirror of war, showing the battles inside
A truth I can’t ignore, nowhere left to hide
Through every tear and scar, the cracks reveal it all
Facing myself, I stand or fall
[Post-Chorus]
Facing the fire, facing the fear
Echoes of war, drawing near
I am the soldier, I am the
[Bridge]
I am the soldier, I am the fight
A shadow in the mirror, buried in the night
With every blow, with every breath
I rise from the ashes, defying death
This is my mirror of war,
[Chorus]
This is my mirror of war, showing the battles inside
A truth I can’t ignore, nowhere left to hide
Through every tear and scar, the cracks reveal it all
Facing myself, I stand or fall
[Outro]
Facing the mirror, no longer afraid,
In the war inside, my choice is made.
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