body still lays with the war from years before and your mother needs you now more than ever can you get me out of this place away from this world away from these killing fields
I be walkin' god like a dog My narrative fearless My word war returns to burn Like baldwin home in pairs Steel from a furnace I was born landless It's
Blastin' me, your family, rest in coffins often Frank Wizzard, far from soft or fragilla Play hard like Reggie Miller, rapper, slash dope dealer Slash Gorilla, slash illest turned killer
I be walkin' God like a dog my narrative fearless Word War returns to burn like Baldwin home from Paris Like steel from a furnace, I was born landless
I gotta give you the 411, shit is straight 911, word) It's $2.50, nigga, back the fuck up! Talk to me... (Word, them blue ninjas is everywhere Word, watch
round clips from my automatic Uzi Run and duck and hide nigga, you fried Ain't no love where I'm from, from the outside to the inside The projects from
it's fire for ya Water, don't need none let it burn Let it be known that it's my turn, let 'em turn Be concerned with these words I got Whatever they sayin about the Line, we better kill
m the matrix with the code for smallpox rapist Out of all shots mine are worn from hit 'n' runs, caught 'em mixtapeless Straight from limbo where the
because the fuckin' armee called me And it's all out war, niggas fall out For reasons thats now unknown, check this shit I got the illest, the realest, hard for kids to kill
s the problem? Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem? Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem? [Verse 2] It's like Cambodia the killing fields
s at Okay we go out in the streets and we get the word We hit up anybody that we think selling them birds Them fuckin moolignanis don't want no war' C
to have you in pain *suf-suf-suffer chinese water torture, my word is water* [Ikon the Verbal Hologram] four score, the verbal hologram is verbal war
the Clans The leader of the Highlands and we have come here for blood and victory Pre Chorus Before my army I speak the great words of war: Brothers
PRE CHORUS] [CHORUS] Riding whole night and day through desolate lands my mind flies high over fields of death Longing for lost time of peace and light shunted from
the wicked Stand and deliver me from this c'mon, c'mon Go against the grain, break the chains Get out escape from the killing fields With the power
, Vietnam never seen the dead calm type mode From sun down till crack of dawn, dancing in the napalm Mamma's first born trained to kill the calm Dispatch
Love's in the danger zone Stiletto heels - run for your life Shoot me down in flames Kill my alibis.. When we're talking every word is an act of war
a war no one can win Killing time about to begin Home, far away From the war, a chance to live again Home, far away But the war, no chance to live again