ticrane - because of war lyrics
because of war
verse 1
my imperfection painted perfectly. i’m on the lamb
my only crime in time is the overhanded surgery
so, spit it softly or k!ll it? i gather nerve just to pin it
but all this gas from spinning is flooding artery. ¡perdóname!
a buck fifty across yo’ spirit
broke the hinges off the gate: steady seering but just a lyrist
a purist that’s in action: i gotta be
my verbiage is leading me to traction i’m burning rubber to see
son of a gundam… i’m fighting outer sp+ce
but the war was at the core — they buying sugar fo’ the race
supеr dirty: flood oil and cut the brakes
spider sеnses been on harry, ain’t lucky, i bought a tank
master yoshi, i’m swerving with the shank
got the nerve to wanna battle on tracks but shooting blanks?!
rep the d, but my motor on billy blanks
hear the muscle from the valley: two+step, but tri the state!
hook
a million pounds could make they rounds, no equating to the sea
i was brought up in the town, mouth of port the prophecy
i’m descended from the mud, word to bono and no twi
‘tho my defense on asante, ‘cause of war i’ll cross the sea
a million pounds could make they rounds, no equating to the sea
i was brought up in the town, mouth of port the prophecy
i’m descended from the mud, word to bono and no twi
‘tho my defense on asante, ‘cause of war i’ll cross the sea
verse 2
gotta chip up on my shoulder, no legion, but feel the boom
feel you played me, super scazy, the reason you feel the doom
super aggy: pack on sh+ggy — the other side of the moon!
where you going?! boomeranging — i’m pulling a shang tsung
now get over here! look at what you’ve done
put a damper on the juice, wanna shock me on the run?
new perspective, new angle, a different gun —
tight as cummerbund. i see ya big pimpin’ — ya weigh a ton
bling blaow! how you like me now? ap 100 mile
bird gang with the verb game: cunning’ with the style
powder blues — dry the tears, rerouting them like the nile
m.i. crooked+letter: small as a giant, so hold it down
thought i’m slower than lower but rep a dub
golden dial, no denial, our history got the scrub
legend springing from the truth, but truth, i gotta rub
sprinkle love on my enemy — frenemy turn to grub
hook
a million pounds could make they rounds, no equating to the sea
i was brought up in the town, mouth of port the prophecy
i’m descended from the mud, word to bono and no twi
‘tho my defense on asante, ‘cause of war i’ll cross the sea
a million pounds could make they rounds, no equating to the sea
i was brought up in the town, mouth of port the prophecy
i’m descended from the mud, word to bono and no twi
‘tho my defense on asante, ‘cause of war i’ll cross the sea
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