Mr. DUI - WWIII lyrics

[Hook: Mr. DUI] We at war, bring guns galore Artillery and plenty more, I said it we the deadly four With these similes and metaphors Until infinity, we fina be the one stores this is what we came for [Verse 1: Mr. DUI] Wanna see wicked, I'd be more than glad to show you wicked Sickness flowing thru the wire when I start to kick it Blunt ashes, flick it, take a took, get busy Lyrics always vivid, cause I'm spitting how I'm live it This armageddon, posted with a weapon My tongue's the Smith and wesson, tongue twisting try to fix what I be wrecking Starving like the great depression Rapidly eating these rappers in a Cypher Or in a session,before they throw the bar I intercept it (Man, how the f**?) Cause homie I know exactly what you be thinking I'm a step ahead, my advise is you better quit f** friends they come around for benefits Flipping the bird, for the hell of it Powerful words, make strong words delicate, kids flow so elegant Quick question for ya how I'll you think we fina get Let's us know beeeitch