Infamous Crew - War lyrics

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Infamous Crew - War lyrics

[Verse 1: TWC] Street warfare the real mortal combat, i don't need a strap to put you on yo f**in back, ill just lay you flat and hit you with the f**in bat, but don't make me snap cuz ill make your f**in neck crack, and im like that i was born and raised in Chiraq, so i'm blown sacks and bustin holes in cadillacs, stayin off the map cuz i don't need my phone tapped, so i never lack the DA trying to set a trap, snitches get wacked and put they name up on a plaque, we skip the talkin f** that sh** just go to war, all my hitters never stopping 'til you hit the floor, snatched up in the night and choked by a f**in chord, and pullin burners ain't a mission just a f**in chore, got you in the light praying to the f**in lord, with my pistol to yo head trying to make a noise, in the rammer packed up with all the boys, riding around the hood strapped up with them toys [Verse 2: puck] Gutted by knife hits in magic mirror bedrooms Puckered fishes in kitchens s**in air outta living rooms Smoke stinging our lungs, petting each other's bruises Rooting for the stubby ones with filters, toothless Walking limply in and outta flesh, gon make you confess Tasting s** like it's communion but nah we truant Fingered rosy in the buick, lying slick that's how we do it It's consistent, the friction, the frenzied eyes wrestlin riches N b**hes living off pittance in a prison we live in So while eraserhead dummies shave neat, crystal splash hennessey I'll b chokin yr b**h wit mama's pearls when yu sleep And when i'm bloated now, kicking the floor Fevered hands throat sore, a horse shoe thrown to ring The severed head of lady liberty Dead bodies, dead bodies It's war [Third verse: cricket Novatore] I bring the battle to the streets and hit your properties, i'm like Inspectah Deck with lyrical robberies, the "I" verse society, decapitate the deity, destroy all commodities, treason to the dynasty. I'm a bad boy I hit like an asteroid, im a threat -nothing less than the threat of d**h, I don't believe in fate i'll choose my masters destiny, homicide and treachury, revenge will be the d**h of me, collect their ear lobes and wear em like a trophy, I come with brutal force call me obi wan kenobi, my words so accommodating (they) entertain the lonely, slowly mystify the holy, giving character to phonies, slapping cats rapidly who want me on a leash, cannibalistic, whiping the flesh from my teeth.. call me hannibal im savage like an animal I got fangs on my mandible and every verse is flammable

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