Kardinal Offishall - War lyrics

[Verse 1] Heyyo, this hip hop sh**'s like a groupie nowadays It's too easy to f** with, plus it go both ways Anybody with a grill and a dick Can come and get a number one hit and that's it Common used to love her, but even DMC don't f** with her Since she hooked up with Danny Glover She's Hollywood, n***a Fake a** dudes with no clues and Pro Tools And Bathing Ape shoes is who n***as pay money for Well get out your checkbook, real n***as rappin' this here My name's Kardinal, came from the indie scene When n***as still press vinyl for the promo team When n***as still used twelves, when Preemo's beats were still law In between Hard Knock Life and Raw I'm in between sh** you never saw And that boom bap rap that made you take your tape deck off pause [Hook] This means war Y'all act like n***as ain't bringin' the real sh** no more This means war Y'all act like n***as ain't still bringin' the real hardcore [Verse 2] One for the money, two's for the sk** Three's for all my n***as who sample k** Bill Four's for the DJs who still carry crates And five's for wack n***as getting punched in the face For spitting that bullsh**, bringin' down the curve In the name of hip hop, n***a you got some nerve I ain't a backpack underground lyrical miracle bus-ridin', shell-toed dude But I'll still eat your food On any given Sunday Cool J or not I'ma rock them bells and get paid like J Foxx No actin', just give me the reel-to-reel Like [?], I'm thorough like a Navy Seal In every borough, but I ain't busting shots for George Tryna bust on the track and clear racks in stores With M. Polo on the kick, it's like Pele on the MP I'm crack, even Joe gotta envy [Hook] [Verse 3] I turned on the radio and laughed to myself Nowadays anybody wear diamonds in they belt And a target on they back for the shots And hate for the cops go pop without giving a second thought f** that, n***a, I'ma go pop too Two shots in their head just to clear out the room Grab that microphone and show you who's boss And rep for the hoods like a burning cross But just without Bush and the rest of the gang They got up in with more girls than K.D. Lang Ellen, and Bill Clinton combined Must be a sign of the times n***a read my face, you can't f** with the lines Every time you think I ain't got no more heat I just call Marco Polo and I destroy the beat I'm a tyrannosaurus without a thesaurus n***as get ate, get a verse before my release date There it is One more time my n***a I'm a tyrannosaurus without a thesaurus n***as get ate, get a verse before my release date There it is [Hook]