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War
War

Uh, yeah, uh, uh, uh
What, Crooklyn Number 2
O.C., yeah back in the muthafucka
Me and Premo, you know, New York
Bush wick, Bedstuy and all good places

Yo, my frame, discipline like a soldier
for war, push ups get my chest swell up
What's the deal I mean the scape
I think I got it locked in nigga, War is the theme

Rap commando, what's my O.C. ample to rock shit
Battle niggas who pop shit green thought slicka
I'm one step ahead, slide through enemy lines a black 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 grill like Iranians ill so called killas
I no man but Allah, for the god is he is still in us

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

I bust off a M-16 rippin' through screens from head to toe
Blood soak up jeans, rap veteran, earn my stripes, fought wars
Opposing forces, would O.C. losses?
Naucious, you feelin' kinda like up

Cautious, watch ya step, land blowin' up
Havin' a pity for foes, G.I. Joe
He's a sucker, the taste outta wild motherfuckas
a rhyme, like a plan for the government

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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