War ready (feat. Benaven Don)
I was born ready for war
Soldier so I'm gunning for more
That's why I'm going harder
Skill is the only armor
I was born ready for war
Soldier so I'm gunning for more
That's why I'm going harder
Skill is the only armor
Momma told me boy you are the messiah
You're gonna break this family free and build yourself an empire
I don't know this music thing but you'll make em retire
You got Don she said it like she knew he is fire
The shepherds came through when I gave birth to you
You got that false prophet effect I believe in you
And listen closely don't you ever stress about me
Coz my happiness you're the designer I see a future in you
This music thing I hope you invest in it
It's an eye for an eye you gotta put cash in this
I've heard em say they got the sauce but you've mustard it
Don't ever leave this game alone coz you'll bastard it
Don't ever change when you popping on TV
Avoid these gold diggers coz when you're her man you'll be Peewee
Then again you'll be Stevie no text no visit
No call you'll be phony if you lose family connections son
I was born ready for war
Soldier so I'm gunning for more
That's why I'm going harder
Skill is the only armor
I was born ready for war
Soldier so I'm gunning for more
That's why I'm going harder
Skill is the only armor
Mama Listen I swear I won't abort the mission
Ima leave em feeling sick I'm a rare condition
I'ma quake over the whole game no omission
Just like you now mama I don't need permission
This is my dream so I'll chase it like it's my only hope
No plan B I swear this the only vision I own
Getting exposure and guap don't tell me bout the throne
Coz I am the next of kin that ran away from home
Everybody testing me I'm an A student
They told me French kiss the beat should've known I'm fluent
I'm Randy with the mental voices and I'm loading nukes
Aiming at videos and rappers all I hear is shoot
A lotta ice on my hands so I'm chilling and watching
The game's juice going dry like the Kalahari
And to you plain rappers talking about me
Don't make me paint your whole career I'm a horrible artist
I was born ready for war
Soldier so I'm gunning for more
That's why I'm going harder
Skill is the only armor
I was born ready for war
Soldier so I'm gunning for more
That's why I'm going harder
Skill is the only armor
Soldier so I'm gunning for more
That's why I'm going harder
Skill is the only armor
I was born ready for war
Soldier so I'm gunning for more
That's why I'm going harder
Skill is the only armor
Momma told me boy you are the messiah
You're gonna break this family free and build yourself an empire
I don't know this music thing but you'll make em retire
You got Don she said it like she knew he is fire
The shepherds came through when I gave birth to you
You got that false prophet effect I believe in you
And listen closely don't you ever stress about me
Coz my happiness you're the designer I see a future in you
This music thing I hope you invest in it
It's an eye for an eye you gotta put cash in this
I've heard em say they got the sauce but you've mustard it
Don't ever leave this game alone coz you'll bastard it
Don't ever change when you popping on TV
Avoid these gold diggers coz when you're her man you'll be Peewee
Then again you'll be Stevie no text no visit
No call you'll be phony if you lose family connections son
I was born ready for war
Soldier so I'm gunning for more
That's why I'm going harder
Skill is the only armor
I was born ready for war
Soldier so I'm gunning for more
That's why I'm going harder
Skill is the only armor
Mama Listen I swear I won't abort the mission
Ima leave em feeling sick I'm a rare condition
I'ma quake over the whole game no omission
Just like you now mama I don't need permission
This is my dream so I'll chase it like it's my only hope
No plan B I swear this the only vision I own
Getting exposure and guap don't tell me bout the throne
Coz I am the next of kin that ran away from home
Everybody testing me I'm an A student
They told me French kiss the beat should've known I'm fluent
I'm Randy with the mental voices and I'm loading nukes
Aiming at videos and rappers all I hear is shoot
A lotta ice on my hands so I'm chilling and watching
The game's juice going dry like the Kalahari
And to you plain rappers talking about me
Don't make me paint your whole career I'm a horrible artist
I was born ready for war
Soldier so I'm gunning for more
That's why I'm going harder
Skill is the only armor
I was born ready for war
Soldier so I'm gunning for more
That's why I'm going harder
Skill is the only armor
Credits
Writer(s): Thabang Maluleka
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