Wartime

Attack mode on all foes on ten toes
Stone cold stomp all you tad poles rats and moles
The life choose me
Fresh out of Patty Blount
No times for silly stunts
That 9 mill I clutch a bomber
My cousin Pablo Osama said it best
Killing all opposures let God sort the fucking rest
Anyway you put it I'm the fucking best
All I want is top tier settle for no fucking less
Ems negus
Repping that shit like in the first and the last negus
All I want around me boss queens upper class negus
Got to keep an eye for the clowns and them crash dummies
Set the play line them up lay them out gin rummy
Never let another mutherfucker take a thing from me
Cut his fucking hands off
Twelve Guage rock salt
Use to be no women no kids no more it's up nigga
How the fuck it come to this once its up its stuck nigga

When is wartime keep a sharp mind
Head on a swivel bang mine
When it's crunch time
Lime light shouldn't stop shit
If you pop shit nigga drop shit
Everytime you up that mufucker throw some hot shit



Credits
Writer(s): Raphael Blount
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