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war - power lyrics

{verse}

ay, we f-ckin’ up commas
feelin like dalai lama, unapologetic, in the jaws like water
in the water like jaws
we’re slaughtering all for the cause
offering all of our flaws for the top of the obelisk, often we’re postured for fall
aw, but we’re not gonna stop till we’ve conquered it all
properly knockin em off
the c-ck is still soft, i ain’t even started yet
not till i’m rocking the hall
not till i’m sellin out gardens
far from the harvest, soon i’ll be growin it all
soon i’ll be blowin y’all off, i’m way too grown for the drama
i’ve had enough
i’ve p-ssed a bunch of the tests and i’m done, ever since graduation
magic ways shun, p-ss the blade, that be my gun
maybe you’ll run
maybe your son
f-cks with this sh-t
you hate it but we make a ton
ace all the races we run
blaze all the eighths if want
ancient vibrations made young
that is the way i make funds
aching to break up your fun
fake as f-ck, placed on the sun
what?
hey, i hate all of you f-cks
payin y’all none of my love
swear i can’t make this sh-t up
grape is the taste of my blunt
drank in the cup
yall lame as f-ck, swear i’m the one
swear i’m the one who gonna be king
swear i’m the one who’s comin for rings
swear i’m the one, i’m attila the hun with a hundred big puns in my f-ckin team
they lovin me, and i love em back
they f-ck with me, so it’s f-ck a nap
i’m always workin on somethin rad
i got tons of cr-p in my stocking cap
there’s a lot of wack on popular tracks
so i clocked into rap and i shot em fast
the n-z-s with badges are wantin the man but i’m god when i stand up to any klan
when i rap on a track, it’s a grand slam
that’s a hit, what i take from this wrapped gr-ss
so that’s why i be fly, i got mad stans
pakistan when you act rash
when you act rash like you’re fakin some poison
i’m named a jaded annoyance
insane, i claim to destroy but i’m pacing myself to remain unavoided
contained but anointed, some say gunplay’s the way to count coins quick
eighty ounce coin trick, placed among the stars in foreign cars where i’m hoisted

{hook}

yeah
we be makin bigger moves than you ever seen
lifted off a little bit of fame and tangerine dream
we done f-cked it up and now our buzz is rubbin on the scene
everybody bitin on our stuff like they ain’t never eat
power
we got that power
we got that, got that power
we got the power

{verse 2}

remedy
yes i chef the remedy to peasantry
energy
yes i got the energy to end the beef
heavenly
yes i be so heavenly when spreadin these
medically
necessary missionary sentence things
you don’t really wanna know what you could expect
catch the flu and you’re dead
in the booth when i said
all the truth, you repent
on the roof when i plead
to the fools in my head
now i’m boolin again
zooted and i’m coolin, i’m a student of the sudafed
fuming when you stoop to foolin foolish with the ruger lead
if you finna fire shots, least you could do is shoot my head
in pools of red, i’ll do my best to scoop my noodle through the dents
yeah

- war lyrics

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