Lyrics:
Draped by Hell's infernal storm
Is now obscured by the lust of vengeance
Declaration of war
As you arrive your death
Glimpse the conquered before your
a sigh
When they know little Joe's passing by
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare
Then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere
yo by Idi Amin
For green, niggas shaking, it ain't never seen my whole team
Secret to war, Outlawz rush the floor
Kill the Kadafi, thug in peace
man like Joe Pesci, the good F.E.L.L.A
quick to go bad so don't tempt me , I make hell raise
in those seconds, when devils wake
his word he lessen, move
on Anzio
and hell is six feet deep.
He was the last of his kind
Sergeant Hooper Led
Relentless enemy fire
Leaving soldiers dead
Stormed the enemy brave
With
check in to it
But the problem is people are
Lookin' right through it
You got Wild Style
Style Wars comin' on strong
Charlie A henry and the list goes
there is just one
God and he'll suffice
War for Breakfast, every day
War for Breakfast, it tastes ok
War for Breakfast, I hope you like it
War for
and pull the plug
You emcee's is playing tug-a-war with your tongues
From the streets beneath my feet to the sun
I'm number one and competition is
There's no GI Joe Transformers or Lego Oh no
Just my vest cap and my strap 16 ready to go
Outta control
Manhood is next my step and I'm ready to blow
I'm
a sole survivor
Keep a suite in my riser, bitch I'm keepin' it liver
Did not envy Joe, I thank fans, talk slow
He think he want a war but he don't
97 (facts)
Appreciate all the opportunities that he gave me (I do)
Every Thursday night on the radio he'll play me (word)
Niggas is on Instagram
Bombaclot war? Hmm? Hmm?
Ramp with me?
Come on!
Mi seh!
Mi shot pussihole people for fun!
Who want test me, come on!
Come on!
All rats gotta
and the wisdom, understanding of the lord
Is stored, if you're lured everybody grab your sword
If I live by the sword then I die by the sword
I'll die by
lack of love
We are the war
And in the end
What the hell are we fighting for
Weapon of my choice is solidarity
Please look in to the mirror
We are war
We
He'd already put Joe and Jeramiha six feet under.
They were drunk as the skunks, they were on their way back from the saloon. They passed Steve
the planes, the creature is unmoved
By the commotion and the noise, and the blinding fork
Of lightening which strikes only a few yards from where
Lays it
And whatever you bind is bound in Heaven
Whatever you loose is loosed in Heaven
It's not by might, not by power
But by His Spirit
And when I step into this
dictator
Tyrant with a PhD
"What the hell do you mean?"
Well for instance
You have started every war
"And what else?"
You're obscene, a coincidence
got a cure, what they hiding it for?
I've learned greed is a whore with abcess sores
I wouldn't go in her raw, or even touch her
Up in hell's kitchen
a true inshallah
East African name for father is baba
I will not be an average Joe
No not by far
I named my beautiful baby daughter Baha
That's Arabic for
Knowing you'd begin a few wars
If your overlords asked you
Knowing that the inks not dry on the last few
And knowing that your voters aren't living in
well
Isolation me and myself in a cell
I remember when I was surrounded by people and still I felt lonely as hell
Say you're there for me I cannot tell
on
No matter how much they bring
I duck and dodge and hold on
Best a watch the swing
Nigga the game is so strong
Catch me by surprise
You won't realize
the ruckus consume ya body
I'ma groom the shotty then I'ma aim it at whom is naughty
With them damning me to hell, planning for me to fail
Ain't no landing
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