Luyện nghe bài hát Go To War

Rage
I tell ya it just gets betta. You. You know sumn?
Dis is funnier den hell. WAIT! I just 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 is a muthafuckin game?
This is war!

You call my name out then you say you're sorry?
Damn right you're sorry, leave ya callin' for ya mommy
Killaz comin' back for a warfare
Bitch you better beware this no fuckin' bomb scare
You still hold a from when WAK departed
Every word that ya spittin' make you seem retarded
You you a thug, and you claim Tha CFG
Your lyrical is too far away to be
a rap artist, your nuthin' but a joke
Soon as you get booed, ya ass choke
You think you make it somewhere? Well ya ass is luck
Ya CD was givin' to me 'cause ya fuckin' ass
You try an' when I hear about your lies
You try an' say I'm too scared to you in the eyes
Well you where I'm at, let's settle the score
Your lyrics are a bore muthafucka 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 joke foo, Ima smoke you, like
call Saint out? Well all of Killa Kore is backin'
Dissin' ya slackin', now it's warfare
Our music's like a Mack Ten, it goes
But when you bumpin' sumthin' you niggaz clear tha room
You say 'sorry' a diss, what tha fuck is this shit?
Sounds like to me you a pussy ass bitch
between Bio Killaz, and Rage
We got fans, you don't, we rock, you blow, we on the next
Oh what nigga? shoot me in the head?
Well back it tha fuck up chump, 'cause what you said
Now you're all questions, and bein' all nice
As you can tell I got no respect, to I didn't think twice
Mutha fucka, now I'm challengin' you 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 spit that shit then you wanna diss?
Well you can suck on my an' then choke on my fist
There ain't a thing you could do to discourage me
Bitch you see? You can't fuck with me destiny
You better recognize when you see a emcee
please, dissin' you is a breeze
In ten years I'll when I look you in your eyes
You'll be as fuck, and servin' me my fries

Lies, all you speak, but we got the
Managers, shows, hoes, and tha whole Kore deal
Everyone I talk to, all that heard your CD
me you fuckin' suck, you'll 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 retaliation