War Cry (Remix)
When they saw my timeline put in work they called me facetious,
lay my head every night scream out pa-lease believe it,
Fighting reality blows,
straight up going to war,
Fuck letting u whip on me bitch its time to even the score,
Like I said once before,
u-cant-stop me no mo-,
I'm in it to win it, last ninja moheekin type clause
Gotta see thru eyes of snakes
but my claws are all eagles
My village raised me so believe they taught worlds features
Knocked off a few bitchez but i kept it all legal
Guns up,
mask off,
Bitch pray before segals
Not checking yo lips bitch gotchu caught in a storm
Ain't no playbacks, remixed excuses nig we going to war,
Flatline the game in time to flex rewind set even the scores,
Seem like folks outlived some things that's why I'm bringing form
Huh
Put yah whole subconscious in obnoxious states of decline,
You nigs talk bout that paper but no moves blows my mind,
Fact checka no fear look at the gleem in my eyes,
now watch this smile show the fangs of blood I'm deprived,
Whoo
War Cry before i pull the trigger i look him in the eyes
Imma make sure that they all die
Nigga im truth and they all lie
All rise
Hail me all you motha fuckas fail me
Now yall niggas gone feel me
Cant stop me you gotta kill me that or the judge say guilty,
filthy hands dirty blood ties leave a bad taste like a mud pie
Better get down before the Slugs fly
Heard me
Yall mothafuckas aint worthy
Aim straight wrists sturdy
Burn a mothafucka to the third degree
Emergency need surgery
lay my head every night scream out pa-lease believe it,
Fighting reality blows,
straight up going to war,
Fuck letting u whip on me bitch its time to even the score,
Like I said once before,
u-cant-stop me no mo-,
I'm in it to win it, last ninja moheekin type clause
Gotta see thru eyes of snakes
but my claws are all eagles
My village raised me so believe they taught worlds features
Knocked off a few bitchez but i kept it all legal
Guns up,
mask off,
Bitch pray before segals
Not checking yo lips bitch gotchu caught in a storm
Ain't no playbacks, remixed excuses nig we going to war,
Flatline the game in time to flex rewind set even the scores,
Seem like folks outlived some things that's why I'm bringing form
Huh
Put yah whole subconscious in obnoxious states of decline,
You nigs talk bout that paper but no moves blows my mind,
Fact checka no fear look at the gleem in my eyes,
now watch this smile show the fangs of blood I'm deprived,
Whoo
War Cry before i pull the trigger i look him in the eyes
Imma make sure that they all die
Nigga im truth and they all lie
All rise
Hail me all you motha fuckas fail me
Now yall niggas gone feel me
Cant stop me you gotta kill me that or the judge say guilty,
filthy hands dirty blood ties leave a bad taste like a mud pie
Better get down before the Slugs fly
Heard me
Yall mothafuckas aint worthy
Aim straight wrists sturdy
Burn a mothafucka to the third degree
Emergency need surgery
Credits
Writer(s): Vs Nesby
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