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War
War

Uh, yeah, uh, uh, uh
What, Dodger Number 2
O.C., yeah back in the scene
Me and Premo, you know, East New
wick, Bedstuy and all those good places

Yo, my main frame, discipline like a
Ready for war, push ups get my chest up
What's the Preme? I mean the scape
I think I got it locked in nigga, War Games is the

Rap commando, what's my handle O.C. to rock shit
Battle niggas who pop green bareen thought slicka
I'm one step ahead, slide through enemy lines like a ack figga
Camouflage, runnin' through you zone with

'Cuz the dark skinned marksmen run through your
ya bones, physical built like titanium
Bugs cover my like Iranians ill gorilla so called killas
I no man but Allah, for the god is he is still in us

The Man, I roll with real like grenade
Sharp like gem stars massive scars
O.C.'s all in it, I've been for years
Now I'm back in the and I declare War Games

I bust off like a rippin' through screens from head to toe
Blood up your jeans, rap veteran, earn my stripes, fought wars
Opposing forces, would O.C. take
Naucious, you feelin' kinda like up

Cautious, ya step, land rhymes blowin' up
Havin' a for foes, fuck G.I. Joe
He's a sucker, slap the taste wild motherfuckas
Design a rhyme, like a plan for the

Six like Steve Austin, costin' apprehended if I am
In and my body will erupt
M-16 tapecatin', voids filled with
Bust it through a crowd, a nigga sing soprano

When I get you in the square, then I end you
All MC's make one thing clear
all the same, I will remain, fuck the fame
Feelin' the lane to shoot, I declare War

I declare War
For niggas who flaunt figgas for more
warfare, tactics issue unlimited access to ammo
With fire proof and power

I declare War
For who flaunt figgas for more fame
Gorilla warfare, issue unlimited access to ammo
With fire camouflage and power

Precise pinpoint it, it, when I cock back
This here rap slap you and your team and that bad bitch
Sleaves from my uncut, raw cope
Preme dig up boys, up and smoke

Then toge it, back to B.I. see I can do this, I'm
Too weight to weigh any style
Dutch Master superior blend, me right
Young Phillies take a of my rap and get the Willies para

Noid, all non void
Fuck with O.C., get life destroyed
a marine, I'm a trained rap killing machine
Fiend to a mic, set from New York to New Orleans

Over seas I conquer, like Blanca
Love to eat actors, gotta for drama
I flow I get comatose in my own world
From the verse, you saw my plan unfurl
I mean team same name, never
My ammo is the demo on the mic
War

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