War Ready Testo
Testo War Ready
What happened to niggas rappin' aggressive?
You see, when I do it, I be possessed and my flow is so oppressive
And what happened to niggas that got a message?
Niggas be sayin' that they the best and they flow is so possessive
Niggas be thinkin' they got it on lock
With the pea-shooter flows, I'ma defeat you with those
I got some shit I'ma cock and spray up the whole block
Lay 'em down, show 'em all I don't play around
30 shots when I spray a round
I'm on the tip if you follow I shoot 'em all up with a clip full of hollows
And when I dip, I take a sip of the bottle
Then get Ghost in the whip with the throttle
Get your bitch if she swallow
The epitome of fuckery, if you fuck with me
I'ma be the one that is a rider, too cold for you to matter
You be too exquisite to try to pull it
I could put bullet holes in your designer, deletin' all of your data
All of your intelligence was too artificial
You speak only of irrelevance and you likin' the elegance
Nothin' is real and you ain't even part official
Hit the yellow brick road, you ain't got the heart up in you
Hangin' with nothin' but lames, look at the artist with you
I spit so fast with the words, I could scar the tissue
I bring action to a verb, like a participle
And I designed every bar to hit you, because I'm war ready
Five point seven pistol with the rifle ammunition
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Desert Eagle with a customized Glock 19 Now I'm war ready (War ready)
I spit it like hot 31 .357 Sig
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Draco, AR-15, now I'm war ready (War ready)
Bringin' the rest of the regiment, see if you compete with a veteran
Put you to sleep with the medicine
I'm the reason for doom in the room
See if you could speak with the elephant
In the closet, you a skeleton who bucklin' under pressure whenever confronted with an alliance
Say what you want if you feel I'm biased
I'm the cause of a riot, I don't pretend to be forever
Leave my enemies screamin' like a screechin' of Ferrari tire
The road to recovery but I tell 'em, ain't no comin' back from it
So ain't no need for you to put it in reverse
You can't go back in time, unless it's a memory, pick up your corpse
After you bleed, I'ma put it in a hearse
Go to your funeral, see your mother cryin' like a hyena
Droppin' tears because of a disbeliever who was in my arena
And even though I gave you a glorious death
I was hurt to see it in front of the preacher 'cause I do have a heart
Even though it's part of us, I'm still Spartacus
Led you like Leviticus, or the goddess Artemis
Better yet I'm Amun-Ra through your oculus
I could just see you now with the look of disgust up on your face
To see the way I'm still killin' it
Still ballin' while the shorties drillin' it
Auto-tune fillin' it but I don't have to interfere with it
Keep it infamous 'cause I got a style that's infinite, yeah
How I fight, you gotta move the furniture
'Cause I'm a mothafuckin' punisher, and I was born ready
Got my ambition and my ammunition up when my enemies start runnin' up, and now I'm war ready
Five point seven pistol with the rifle ammunition
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Desert Eagle with a customized Glock 19
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
I spit it like hot 31 .357 Sig
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Draco, AR-15, now I'm war ready (War ready)
War ready
War ready
War ready
War ready
Five point seven pistol with the rifle ammunition
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Desert Eagle with a customized Glock 19
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
I spit it like hot 31 .357 Sig
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Draco, AR-15, now I'm war ready (War ready)
You see, when I do it, I be possessed and my flow is so oppressive
And what happened to niggas that got a message?
Niggas be sayin' that they the best and they flow is so possessive
Niggas be thinkin' they got it on lock
With the pea-shooter flows, I'ma defeat you with those
I got some shit I'ma cock and spray up the whole block
Lay 'em down, show 'em all I don't play around
30 shots when I spray a round
I'm on the tip if you follow I shoot 'em all up with a clip full of hollows
And when I dip, I take a sip of the bottle
Then get Ghost in the whip with the throttle
Get your bitch if she swallow
The epitome of fuckery, if you fuck with me
I'ma be the one that is a rider, too cold for you to matter
You be too exquisite to try to pull it
I could put bullet holes in your designer, deletin' all of your data
All of your intelligence was too artificial
You speak only of irrelevance and you likin' the elegance
Nothin' is real and you ain't even part official
Hit the yellow brick road, you ain't got the heart up in you
Hangin' with nothin' but lames, look at the artist with you
I spit so fast with the words, I could scar the tissue
I bring action to a verb, like a participle
And I designed every bar to hit you, because I'm war ready
Five point seven pistol with the rifle ammunition
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Desert Eagle with a customized Glock 19 Now I'm war ready (War ready)
I spit it like hot 31 .357 Sig
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Draco, AR-15, now I'm war ready (War ready)
Bringin' the rest of the regiment, see if you compete with a veteran
Put you to sleep with the medicine
I'm the reason for doom in the room
See if you could speak with the elephant
In the closet, you a skeleton who bucklin' under pressure whenever confronted with an alliance
Say what you want if you feel I'm biased
I'm the cause of a riot, I don't pretend to be forever
Leave my enemies screamin' like a screechin' of Ferrari tire
The road to recovery but I tell 'em, ain't no comin' back from it
So ain't no need for you to put it in reverse
You can't go back in time, unless it's a memory, pick up your corpse
After you bleed, I'ma put it in a hearse
Go to your funeral, see your mother cryin' like a hyena
Droppin' tears because of a disbeliever who was in my arena
And even though I gave you a glorious death
I was hurt to see it in front of the preacher 'cause I do have a heart
Even though it's part of us, I'm still Spartacus
Led you like Leviticus, or the goddess Artemis
Better yet I'm Amun-Ra through your oculus
I could just see you now with the look of disgust up on your face
To see the way I'm still killin' it
Still ballin' while the shorties drillin' it
Auto-tune fillin' it but I don't have to interfere with it
Keep it infamous 'cause I got a style that's infinite, yeah
How I fight, you gotta move the furniture
'Cause I'm a mothafuckin' punisher, and I was born ready
Got my ambition and my ammunition up when my enemies start runnin' up, and now I'm war ready
Five point seven pistol with the rifle ammunition
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Desert Eagle with a customized Glock 19
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
I spit it like hot 31 .357 Sig
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Draco, AR-15, now I'm war ready (War ready)
War ready
War ready
War ready
War ready
Five point seven pistol with the rifle ammunition
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Desert Eagle with a customized Glock 19
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
I spit it like hot 31 .357 Sig
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Draco, AR-15, now I'm war ready (War ready)
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