War

[Intro] The thing is The tactical task to breathe fire has now been issued Good to go? You will breathe fire day in and day out for the next two months You will breathe fire in your sleep You will feel fatigue You will feel fear You will feel happiness You will feel regret You will feel sadness At he end of the day, you will continue to breathe fire Good to go? [Verse 1: Gabe 'Nandez] Semi-automatic rifle, semi-loaded clips Saw him quote a Bible passage, letting off the stick Adam's knuckle, plasma trickling down the sewer pipes Star-spangled bannеr hang around the viewer snipе Child soldier, bloodshot eyes through the rifle scope Fratricide, it get hot outside from the lightning bolts After five, when the night come out of the striking clothes Pantomimes in the back of the alley, they drink the viper slow Half the time, I ain't even paying attention Been an outcast, had that contraband in detention In and out fast, proxy operations in cyberspace Antioxidants for your body dropping, you're wide awake Sliding over the white lotus, the tiger spoke And the shadow approaching, don't see the tigers' coat Venus and Mercury's sun in retrograde Michelin tire around the liar's neck with the petrol flame Rome wasn't built in a day, it only burnt in six A-bombs, rockets, grenades, some folks'll murder kids The green berets, GIs, pop people, purple hearts Invade your backyard property like a work of art Wasn't science, kill of em, do it quick as fuck When the news camera would show up just let us choose the cuts, cut Don't show 'em the viles You fuck with the big dogs, won't make it to trial The genocide will be televised 'til it's normalized The quota rised, immortalized in the oil price That's just the way it goes Blow you back half a century and you just paved the roads, woah Scary hours, you better love yourself I don't believe in death anyway, I just come from hell Yeah, this shit was a cake walk I'm off of four cactuses, cracking the AWOL [Verse 2: billy woods] Born into this, I don't need a sponsorship All that, "Kill the rich," that's the easy shit I'm not impressed, but I can admit Once you put him in the ground, everybody spirits lift Funny how that works, a feature, not a bug All of this when all y'all really needed was a hug Niggardly When it's time to spread the love, white man fidgety You already know it's a dub Death on the dance floor, getting sturdy Lobby of the dance floors, it's still no mercy Jonah in the belly of an AC-130 Ahab crashing out in a wave cap Turkey and pepperjack Your heroes is ready Coffee with the flag Road with thick gas, coffin on the nag Impish infidel, perfume soaked the rag Chloroform on the pillow, best sleep I ever had