Lyrics:
the vibes"
Ld's back, they ain't comin' outside (you know)
You ain't had beef then gripped on a burger
And stepped outside with twenty-five fries (grr)
I
War, we at war, we at war, we at war, we at
Gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle
Lets get this motherfucker back crunk
to catch a homicide
His brodie died on the scene, I'm outside like I wonder why
Them pussy niggas want war, I don't back down I'm like come and try)
You out
to fill four U-Hauls
More death than World War II caused
Around these parts we pour the brown just to drown these thoughts
Of black corpses in county
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
choose yo' wars
Or be like me muthafucka and do it with two guns
[Chorus: x3]
Check my war wounds (uggggh)
My war wounds (ugggh)
Every soldier got
outside
Accurate shots in the heads of passers-by
He killed everyone in his path
The enemy was everywhere! They surrounded him!
He dreams of death walking
Late Night Vibes
I been with the gang all night
Serving to the pheans and the hypes
Yea, This that Late Night Vibe
Glizzy stay by my side
Just
The war machines outside your door
You don’t have a mind
Complicated by the score
A million stars collide
You don’t ask for much you’ve stated
I’m
We gotta stay prayed up
'Cause there's a war outside so we lift our eyes
Prayed up
With the Lord our guide, we don't walk by sight
Prayed up
Bring
When the world breaks I will make it okay
Hide inside
Don't look outside
My god, it feels like war
Hide inside
Don't look outside
My god, it feels like
to say
He talked with many creatures
And he fought in many wars
And at night he slept in silence
While the world outside him roared
A man on the beach
In
Feelin like bad luck
I dont give a damn fuck
Its war outside
No beef is finna get past us
Use ya brain
We dont throw the white flag up
Jesse James
Dime, dime, you're my lucky dime
There's a war going on outside
Hey I
There's a war going on outside nobody's safe from
But here in my arms
blood
The fussing and fighting
The tribal war, racial war
Cause blood, blood
Now verse 2, even more deadly than the first
Unrehearsed raw footage
blood
The fussing and fighting
The tribal war, racial war
Cause blood, blood
Now verse 2, even more deadly than the first
Unrehearsed raw footage
it's just magazines sprawled out on the floor
Fuck the media, I'm goin' all out, this is war
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
And I don't wanna be
watchin' the fireworks in the sky
I walk by
Look down he still smiling
Cause he's done fightin'
A fallen soldier
Now his war's over
Don't matter
toes hurt
And even then
We ain't gonna back down
We outside
Whole gang
Whole gang outside
Patriots outside
And we're going world wide
Guys stand up
We
Everybody throw ya peace signs in the sky
There's a war goin on no mama no mama no cry
Fiyah fiyah yea we outside
Fiyah fiyah stop the gun fights
Soaked in tears
Precious fears
Doubted away my years
It's a war outside and a war inside
And I ain't got time to be scared
Bullets fly
Homicide
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
no fornicating
Don't feel good but I feel wavy
number one mogazorlor mark my words
trust in God emi father won
one by one,one on one fight my war
cuz
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