mistake How thou art fallen Morning Sun The proud will be abased" He would not heel nor fake a bow Murmur curses to the wind And lo, the wrath of god
your stash Long as the war last, foot up in your ass Tryin to count more math, bring in the hardcore rap [Killa Sin] Yo; we be the mainstream supreme
Niggas till the wheels fall Clean up the motherfuckin' car And in this room we bring the world war [007 of the 5th Ward Boyz] See the Circlepiece be
legendary war thug ni**a Kadafi betta unslug this ni**a, Seike betta undrug this ni**a Out of the buildin we street children with no souls Our hearts gon' stay cold, the war
remain Love and pain won't change for a fucking thang Get to the money, get brain, is the song I sang Bang Bang [Lloyd Banks:] It'll be a cold day in
, fascinated by this sneaker shit On hot days I found ways to clock pay Had yellow tops now my topz is gray Cause one these lame niggaz got the color of mine But one
corpse if you fucking with me The 44 caliber killer don't tussle with me I been to war couple of times slept in the cold Shed tears seen it all been
till the wheels fall Clean up the motherfuckin' car And in this room we bring the world war [007 of the 5th Ward Boyz] See the Circlepiece be the satellite
wings and a pitcher of Kool-Aid on chill It's about to get real in the field [Lady of Rage] Leapin Lo-lo's! Over there Batman! That's a no-no! Let's
wrong Sound like the same old song A lot of niggas singing Homeboys conceal your weapons Cuz ain't gon be no smokin session in heaven No more be buckin
niggas wanna do somethin' with it? Y'all niggas wanna do somethin' with it? [Chorus:] Now from that ghetto ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto Got one foot in, one
will last Our name shall write The history of our time Side by side we must take heart Shining metal as far as the eye can see One by one every man
war thug ni**a Kadafi betta unslug this ni**a, Seike betta undrug this ni**a Out of the buildin we street children with no souls Our hearts gon' stay cold, the war
a corpse if you fucking with me The 44 caliber killer don't tussle with me I been to war couple of times slept in the cold Shed tears seen it all been
and a pitcher of Kool-Aid on chill It's about to get real in the field [Lady of Rage] Leapin Lo-lo's! Over there Batman! That's a no-no! Let's hop out