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xelishurt - war in france lyrics

[intro: xelishurt]
you’re brandon
but since we’re friends
i get to call you xelishurt
yuh, yuh

[verse 1: xelishurt]
it go 50 on the drum, when i raise the barrel up
i got two for his head, and his chest to pair ’em up
why you talking all your sh+t? man, i think i heard enough
now you it’s wartime, wartime, wartime
bodies on the floor time, floor time, floor time
man, i’ve had it with this place, i’m paying bands for a bank
n+ggas tryna f+ckin’ rob me, like a mothaf+ckin’ lane
now it’s, f+ck you, f+ck ya mom, and your sister
yuh, marching down your block, when my n+ggas like ’em+ (huh+ha+ha)

[interlude]
now, i bet you all thought i was gonna hitler right there…
but i f+cking didn’t, ’cause that’s kinda outta pocket, yeah, right?
but, it’s still winding up, so it’s time for f+cking battle…
get the f+cking guns up, blades out, grenades out…
i wanna see it all, it’s time to go, to f+cking war!

[verse 2: xelishurt]
there’s a battle on the earth like every f+cking day
if i don’t like you, tell you get the f+ck up out my way (yuh)
wartime, wartime in this b+tch, i need (wartime, uh)
more time, more time, in this b+tch, yet
wartime, wartime in this b+tch for the
fourth time, fourth time, little b+tch
yeah, you see me slidin’ up, i got two pistols in my hands (yuh)
bang, bang, bang, and i see them hit a dance
yeah, these bullets hit you and you f+ckin’ practice, with your bands stackin’
bands in the trance, i’ma go to france, and i (yuh)
pain in the block, runnin’ down my hands (yuh)
knock ’em off the f+ckin’ wh0res, till my land’s up

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