news of war In a fortnight they'll be here, legions of the nameless fear Our king he cannot lead, our king is growing old With a courageous cry, a young
shitsu Homey you a bitch you got feminine ways Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days I got fo' fifths and bananas on the K's And got more whips than a
m PULLIN' your MASK off as soon as you act up You know what I came for, A PIECE OF DA GAME OR Artillary that's about as long as a chainsaw (Lloyd Banks
It's a habit I'm always prepared for war, See my life's like some shit, you seen in a flick, Bitches act like pornstars when they sit on a dick, When
can see she was a freak I suppose She in the telly she use all three holes Man you know me I just go with the flow Just a touch, a blow, a lil' bit [
that skitzo Homey you a bitch you got feminine ways Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days I got fo' fifths and bananas on the case And got more whips than a
get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried That's a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script
down My game plan to be trained in Military mind of a thug lord sittin' in a cemetery cryin I've been lost since my adolescence calling for Jesus Ballin' as a
the squad love a mil Like a forest field, we hunt ta god, it's surreal Flipmode, cop boy, get your weight up for real, get at 'em [Chorus 1] [Chorus
who fuck it up, And show the world that they can't stop the crew. The crew is me, the crew is you, yeah we're the crew! The threat of war ain't over,
My eye for your eye, that's what the pages read By any means necesary, thats what Malcolm said So I'ma a roll like a 20 inch mo-mo Fuck a lot of hoes
run out Stage was stage Cops enraged Crying for more It was war, war, war Bedlam in Belgium It was bedlam in Belgium Bedlam in Belgium Came for a good
Balzac and Hardy profess, the martyr will burn for her canvas. Elusive horizon, I'm not a threat. You see, I'm for some reason always on trial. Object
the Thugs, muthafuckas We ain't givin a fuck no more, we get smashed and play with the dough Kickin ass just so that you know, for the money we goin for
back to the block, now he's gone [Lay] Now I got a little money in my pocket, about a couple G's [Lay] It's been a long time since I got it from the streets
me RIP for a reason I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies just call me a demon It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy
for Lay, I'll come around Ain't it funny how niggas turn funny-style When they think they fall in trinkets, ain't even ran a mile See my niggas doin a