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Afu-Ra - Warfare lyrics
[intro: m.o.p.] Hahahahahaha Now it's about to be talked about [afu-ra] You're gettin slapped by my grammar Vocals like a hammer, with roots from alabama I'm under cover, make moves like no other In dark alleys, you're gettin opened from your belly I rock spots for blocks, i knock you inna skelly I know you're jelly, because fame, billy & i be Mashin out crews of bad dudes for nothin Or cuz they frontin, they corny style, i show 'em somethin A buck fifty ear to ear smash and fear I'm scrubbin down, this hip hop shit's infested Too many niggas sexin the mic, they not protected Don't get infected, like a child that's been molested The surgeon general rap shit just hit your section It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me It's picture perfect, blaze your mind like it's chronic Cause m.o.p. and afu-ra, shits bionic [chorus] It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me [lil fame] Brownsville slugger, put it on, come on, bring it on It's a new way for this hip hop shit, sing a long Who it is, nah bitch the question is, what it is It's that back yard bangin shit, that i rocked for the kids Clack clack, move son i got nothin to lose son There's a million and one ways to die, choose one Hit or miss, it won't matter to peel yo ass I'm still left with a million ways to kill yo ass Now afu-ra split em in half with the sword You heard it from yours truly, chairman of the board Fizzy womack, i blow back they whole strap committee We live and direct from new york city I'm a stretch a nigga, so you better get your weapon Stop yappin with ya dick in your hand, and start steppin Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare This is war here, and we gettin it on all year, biatch [chorus] It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me [billy danze] Let's take a trip down burner bark lane Where the innocent get slain And what you visualize will ruin your brain A lot a blood sweat & tears, pain Nobody stop a murder, as a dealer does it's muthafuckin thing Bang bang, just like that, the man'll slit open you And put two under your hat And as you lay flat, just another nigga whacked Before he stepped, he threw three through your chest through your back And your outta here, lights out, game over You said you wanted to live life as a soldier I told ya, we on shaky grounds, a lot of ups and downs We on force, to run a crash course, and blast off rhymes And of course we have emotions inside, yeah That's just some shit that we been trained to hide You hear, be cautious, nigga walk slow Talk low, this ain't no muthafuckin talk show, this is [chorus] It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me [outro] Fire!! |
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