Luyện nghe bài hát Go To War

Rage
Didn't I ya it just gets betta. You. You know sumn?
Dis shit is funnier den hell. WAIT! I thought of sumn.
Fuck you Dj Saint Sinner, you should be Bj Saint Sinner.
You ass faggot. Woops, sorry.

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Eh, you there, get in line.
You think this is a muthafuckin
This is war!

You call my name out then you say you're sorry?
Damn right sorry, I'll leave ya callin' for ya mommy
Killaz comin' back for a lyrical
Bitch you better beware this no fuckin' bomb scare
You still hold a grudge from WAK departed
Every word that ya make you seem more retarded
You claimin' you a thug, and you Tha CFG
Your lyrical skill is too far to be
Called a rap artist, your nuthin' but a
as you get booed, ya fuckin' ass choke
You you make it somewhere? Well ya ass is outta luck
Ya CD was givin' to me 'cause ya fuckin' ass
You try an' apologize when I about your lies
You try an' say I'm too scared to you in the eyes
Well you know I'm at, let's settle the score
Your lyrics are a bore prepare for war

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Uh, uh uh, uh uh, Go To War (Repated)

Mutha fucka, you ready to with the best?
You a foo, Ima smoke you, like cess
Wanna call Saint out? Well all of Killa Kore is
ya slackin', now it's warfare attackin'
Our music's like a Mack Ten, it boom
But when you bumpin' sumthin' you niggaz clear tha room
You say 'sorry' after a diss, what tha is this shit?
Sounds to me that you a pussy ass bitch
Differences Bio Killaz, and Rage
We got fans, you don't, we rock, you blow, we on the next
Oh what Gon' shoot me in the head?
Well back it tha up chump, 'cause that's what you said
Now you're all questions, and bein' all nice
As you can tell I got no respect, to diss I didn't think
Mutha fucka, now I'm you right now
To rap the Bio Killaz and cry for a whole crowd

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Uh, uh uh, uh uh, Go To War (Repated)

You wanna that wack shit then you wanna diss?
Well you can on my dick an' then choke on my fist
There ain't a damn thing you do to discourage me
Bitch you see? You can't fuck with me destiny
You recognize when you see a true emcee
Wigga please, dissin' you is a
In ten years I'll laugh I look you in your eyes
You'll be broke as fuck, and servin' me my

Lies, all you speak, but we got the
Managers, shows, hoes, and tha whole Killa Kore
Everyone I talk to, all that heard your CD
Told me you fuckin' suck, never be me
CFG, ever you heard us sayin' it
You fuckin' it, and now ya bitch ass is claimin' it
Get ya own shit, and get off a few
Oh and by the way we look forward to your diss