Luyện nghe bài hát War

It's a war on
a war going on
Yeah, it's a war on

God told me this will write itself
Spread love, be wise and let fight itself

'Cause it's a war going on outside on the
It's a war on your TV screen morning
Not the war with the and the helicopters swarming
But the war for your soul, that's what everyone's
a war going on
Yeah, a war going on

(I was just talking to the the other day man)

He said I'mma this fuckin' caine, pump this fuckin' caine
Hug block, tote this fuckin' Glock, all you suckas lame
This my spot, this my fuckin' spot, you know I rep
I go on in my way up from a kilo on that step
Tell the death, yeah I the death, let that pistol talk
You say truce, me speaking no english, bitch go get heart
Fuck the law, nigga the law, they can see me too
Fuck a school, and the too, they don't teach the truth
What's a pops, never had a pop, let ratchet pop
I'm too real, gave a fiend a pill for a
Man fuck we got, fuck we really got, but this shit
All my niggas hug the strip and all my bitches love to
So a dick, I got kids, and a baby mama too
Yeah she work my fucking nerves a baby mama do
I be stressed, I be hella stressed, smoke a bunch of
High for real, pop the and drop the Xanny in my lean
I can scream, cause you just smile everything is fine
Hope is fun, when I grab my gun, take dear life or mine
Suicide, yeah it's suicide, life is
your right or wrong, the shit that I been on is do or die
If I do I die, if I don't I die that's
Got the devil with a gun my brain like choose a side

'Cause a war going on outside on the corner
It's a war on your TV screen morning
Not the war with the bombs and the helicopters
But the war for your soul, what everyone's ignoring
a war going on
It's a war on

God told me this movie write itself
Spread love, be wise and let foolery fight

a war going on

I love the hood my whole heart
It whole heartedly a part of me in my own thought
Process so I through my own art
That I'm blessed though I digress due to slow
But who else could the hood out
And tell 'em they let God in, it brings the good out
Learn a and listen, my current composition concerns your present condition
And direction envision of givin' blessings and wishin' you well
Well wishing and tales
Siftin' hell's kitchen to find good
Have a God-like as the divine should
Define good yourself I think the time's good
And may these lines live forever a line should
It's a war on and your soul fighting
So frightening within you I see and both lightening
striking, snow ice and hail
Your life unfold like, cold nights in Hell
In a mode like, feeling low like, like you don't like yourself
You got no sight, no insight, no foresight, that's the shit your foes like
Run up on a nigga get 'em like
Put the 4-4 to his foes
Niggas 'bout to a pic, trying to get the pose right
Red dot, headshot, hit 'em like
Like, like all niggas I've got to shoot one
one, plus I'm cocking two guns
Fuck money, I'm coppin' coupes son
No y'all niggas not 'bout to do
Guns, a way of life, get money not God
You got guns, we got guns, go get one and I ride
If I die, they say I went hard, I go hard
you with this shits or not? We gon' get this loot or starve?
Fuck you doing? Writin' in a pad, fuck you songs
What you rappin', boy you what's happ'nin', that shit take too long
Fuck you mean? Get this fucking cream, get this fucking
Hug this block, tote this fucking Glock, can't let these suckers
Shit too real, shit too real, I'm too real to dream
So when it's this cold world won't feel a

Lonely days are
All them nights to
Waited to be
So let's make not war
So let the sing the let 'em know
So let the choir sing the let 'em
So let the choir sing the let 'em