J57 - Wararchy lyrics

[Verse 1: Mouf Warren] She likes to manipulate, I like to womanize If it's about give and take, then why we rubbing thighs? We say "You know I don't love you" right into each other's eyes Maybe that's the problem: afraid to open to the pain love provides The greatest moment in my life is when I found her Tapped into her power, the opposite of a coward The scent of beautiful flowers every time got devoured Falling deeper and deeper in love, losing track of the hours The toughest times in my life always centered around her Losing sense of who you are only makes the problem sour So how am I supposed to stay humble and act like I don't care about her? When I'm embarra**ed, that's how! Plus I don't smell the flounder Don't wanna waste no time with a Debbie Downer When I'm ready to pound her like a mastermind from behind If I find something out about her, watch how fast I'll pull out of this noose Make her sing the blues while she pays dues for you know who [Verse 2: JustMe] And there ain't nothing truer The rarer I live, the poor are a newer bluer With that said, a little dab'll never do ya All cat everything for me and my crew of Artisans looking anything but bipartisan Winter coats, hoodies, wind breakers, and cardigans Even rocking into LA looking harder than Masticotti with a 40 and a Dodger brand And we all fit in, wearing it and singing it Cold, cold world that we sharing and keep bringing it Boys in blue got the night stick swinging it That's only one of the reasons I keep lingering [Verse 3: Cas Metah] I'm still tryna make it on the Wake Up Show But every day I wake up, I just blaze up dro Got a way with wordplay always be talking But it's hard to chase your dreams if you're sleepwalking Networks only connect when your net worth A fee for some guest work, so much for friends first It's strictly business when we spitting written this Send them the beat, they'll send you sixteen, no interest No overdubs, you lucky to get an ad-lib Lucky if they practiced half a minute 'fore they rapped it Yeah I'm agitated, I want my respect due I'm not Captain Caveman 'til Snoop call me "nephew" I'm not quitting 'til I meet B-Real Thank him for Cypress Hill and the Phuncky Feel Tips You feel this? You must be a mad rapper too Either that or you just have the blues [Verse 4: Theory Hazit] In between two jobs, I praise the same to God To keep my sanity in, avoid the vanity sin Cuz once calamity's in, I rebuke with a gun And I refuse to become a slave that rules to the shun By the system that fails cause our system is hell Sometimes I drink away pain then I'm under a spell No wonder I failed, it rains thunder and hail It's fun to rebel, but I call it a night Some call it the blues, I'm tryna kick it with you But the club got rules, they don't like my shoes Cause they blue suede true, I don't gang bang I write good rhymes that go bang-bang This world ain't changed, cops go bang bang Rappers still can't sing, rappers still can't sing Rappers still can't sing, rappers still can't sing Rappers still can't sing, rappers still can't sing [Outro] What are we doing? All we do is fight each other Because we love so hard but in the end we hurt each other Here comes the rain, back again Baby I have an umbrella I got my armor on, I'd go to war for you It seems like this fight lasts forever "Pick your battles, fight the good fight" Says the man that never took a step in all walks of life