War Time

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V1 Realistically I go ballistic see when I hit the trees I think I’m mister freeze Or mister tee or mister clean basically I’m the shit ya see never missed a three I’m consistently on the list of gs cause of the way I spit with ease Always in the mix it’s a breeze never tripped or sneezed but I’m pissed that these Dicks and assholesssss made the cheese and Tabasco these little rascals Need to leave like they ain’t got the passcode don’t let the door hit you on the ass though On your way out what you gotta say now oh you wanna play now that’s so comical Think you getting paid how when you getting laid out by me a man so honourable I declare war on the wack it’s more than a fact pack a sword in my back packkk I wouldn’t deplore you to clap back I’d explore a back track with your trash rap Cause I’ll do more than smack back so much blood and gore you’ll be on the fast track Instead of on tour you’ll be back at the morgue with a white sheet over your fat ass What the fuck are you riding for cause we both know you ain’t got no ammunition Not a man on a mission like me and you know that I am damn consistent And persistent hands are twitching plans of lifting this whole game up Spam the system can the bitching man your fiction that’s why you lames suck so Hook: Get your army ready cause you know it’s war time Get your raps and facts in line cause you know I got more rhymes Than a doctor Seuss book look I just took your dime It ain’t my fault she was there waiting for me like a store line X2 V2 Got a quick flow never spit slow I’m so loudddd you can hear me in the fifth row Never tried hypnoooosis though I’m so sick but proudddd so you can leave a tip bro Can I take a pic no it’s a hard pass like getting smacked down on the tarmaccccc Even though I set the bar fast and high but you’re life’s just like a car crashhhhh And I’d like to avoid that I destroy tracks like nascar tryna get a fast car You’re childish like babar or doctor Seuss I got the truth locked in this booth where I flash hard Every line is a battle every beat is saddle that I ride to a baseline that rattles Every rhyme is a paddle going down shits creek the boats seats what I straddle I need to Capitalize on the fact that I’m fly in the back of my ride is a massive surprise On the track I’m the guy with a knack to provideeee so much passion and pride I’ll attack till I die with the raps I devise I can conquer the entirety of the whole game Went from a no name to a guy who spits fire like propane and you’re so lame Got lyrical nines and Aks so I would vacate the whole place clear the domain It’s war in my lines it ain’t a safe place I set the pace so high I want my whole name In flashing lights so I gotta fight for every single inch of respect I get I’m mashing right I have to take flight off the raps I write if I wanna get the cheque so Hook: Get your army ready cause you know it’s war time Get your raps and facts in line cause you know I got more rhymes Than a doctor Seuss book look I just took your dime It ain’t my fault she was there waiting for me like a store line X2 V3 All these peopleeee that ignored me get boring it’s the same old story For me but I’m soaring to enormous heights and I’ll fight to get the glory Till I gets gory and I’m not sorry for these amateurs screaming poor me Just pour me another shot till I’m sloppy drunk and saying too much like I’m on Maury What ya talking shit forrrr im about to hit more liqs for my performance I been dormant for way to long so it’s time to be storming never conforming Fuck being normal or formal order more rounds a toast to being mortal This music shit is a portal to getting rich and not needing to be cordial I be smoking on the dro and rolling like a Trojan horse I’m exploding Now I’m floating lines so potent and clean like soap and you knowing that I’m growing With every flow man I’m so dope and I get chicks soaking in the moment When I’m going down on them please get the lotion then I’m stroking and poking Deep as the ocean I’m coping with emotions and you really ain’t even close man Got em open like a close pin and I’m hoping to be chosen as the next goat damn So I’m waging war on every single mc that I see this beats a damn battlefield And I’m dropping bombs like Vietnam get the napalm and I don’t care how mad you feel yeah Hook: Get your army ready cause you know it’s war time Get your raps and facts in line cause you know I got more rhymes Than a doctor Seuss book look I just took your dime It ain’t my fault she was there waiting for me like a store line X2

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