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dj clue - war [edited] lyrics

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yeah, dj clue, desert storm
new nas, it’s called war

squinted-eye gangsta, live in a skyscr-per
platinum patron drinker, stackin’ that grown paper
god pushed me out his —
the devil swallowed me up, i burnt a hole in his guts

fell down into a louis vuitton truck with stash boxes
and — in it sayin’ blast nas —
drove down harm’s way, puffin’ that bombay
qb thug tattoo on my arm say

names of my fam, so i’ma read you a scripture
and commandments to get you richer
bandannas, hammers, mac’s and nina’s
with the mismatched pumas like shan in queensbridge

all white sh-ll toes, that’s that queens thing
brightland, ice wine, call that weed sling
know where g slang
and the — with bomb — that slurp on me and my comrades

got a new contract, come on, black
— y’all just gettin’ up on, i’m beyond that
no time for crumbs, i really don’t see them
they just started livin’, just started havin’ threesomes

just started havin’ girls who like them
that’s why i got married ’cause my world ain’t like them
so why they keep tellin’ those stories?
—, y’all square, —, this is my year, —

[incomprehensible]
professional, pt. 3, you see it
dj clue, desert storm

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