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cena toriyama – warzone lyrics

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(cena verse 1)

i’ll make you trash rappers switch crews, pick and choose
diss me on a record and i’mma feed you to the pitbulls
you got an album out, i’ll hit you with that too, you step on my stage, you’re getting booed
i’ll see you in a restaurant
watch you get hit with food
i’mma make sure to me you lose
never will you ever sell your shoes
if you see me you better run,the only nine you got is a five dollar bill and four ones, i’m too inhuman to see with the human eye
don’t even try
i promise you might die, wait i’m not talking physical, i’m talking physical and with raw lines, while you people dumb walking in a don’t enter sign
you get hit with the m-ss effect of
my rhymes, cause with them you can
catch a glimpse of what’s in my mind

are you an ill rapper?
(of course i am)
then say it like you mean it
tell them who chris the dragon king is

(chris verse 2)
i’ll make sure that you never wanna battle me
cause the square around me lost all gravity
i rap at a confusing speed
i’ll have you people say
stop your confusing me
you need ten years to process my rhymes
i just put it in your head i’ll battle you at any time
this right here is the realest thing i ever wrote
stop sleeping on me the young goat
lyrical murder is the goal
to get you climbing up the pole
y’all don’t even know
i can’t take your words p-ss it off as my own
i’m not done yet
i gotta add more, let’s take it back to the four score
100 years ago
i don’t want it p-ssed to me i can smoke my own roll
none of you want smoke with me
let’s get it p-ssed that
beef with me i’mma k!ll your wack -ss

(pre hook cena)
is that all
(yes it is)
report back to me before we eating
at ease

(hook 2 cena)
are you an ill rapper
then say it like you mean it
show them who jason mask’s team is

(jason verse 3)
calling all you trash rappers, and you trash -ss b-tches
i’m the best rapper since xxextention
k!ll the tension
i’ll murder the witness
i gotta your mama’s and yo baby mama’s digits
i’ll make sure you die and get sent to heaven before you can ever sneak your weapons in
you think you the only real rapper here
n-gga guess again
cause after i finish wrecking this sh-t
i’mma drink a whole bottle of henny
and go f-ck a lesbian



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