War 2

All this foresight gave me sore eyes Seen them all die, none rise Let them all try, they got no life Couldn't find out how I'm so high With my own vibe like the sunrise, don't lie Keep a few stacks for my bloodline Alright, let's fight Back kick, lick off your jaw side .45 tucked in my brother's 4x4 ride, no lies Letting off pure hype, God My own antics coming off hard Get your mouth split talking 'bout ours Who's armadas talking 'bout war? That's my fam, they down to get ratchet And now they run around talking 'bout war Mi cyaa calm down, mi talk about war Mi she mi wan' war God, one to the system All the shit I'm fucking with is gonna fuck with my vision Bitch, I never listen Always motivated from my soul, I gotta kill it Everything I fucking hated I turned into I'm fucking sick of myself But I'm sicker of you, uh I'll behead your king I'm the Spartan king You're the king of what? You're the king of nothing I don't want these dreams I don't want these, bye I don't want these days I don't want nothing I don't want a lot, uh Run the world nonstop Make a boy sit down, lick off him top Every time I freestyle it always goes off Always goes off, always goes off Always goes off Vilify me like a war dog No, stop, hold on, pussy I fucking warned you niggas not to push me In my mind it's hell, not comfy Pretty bwoy can make the ting ugly Set the standard, who can touch me? Give a fuck if I sound shallow I'm still out here chasin' money, gang Yeah, hate don't alarm me, uh, yeah All I see is zombies, three stacks I'ma book a flight to the palm trees, uh, yeah Ah, flight to the palm trees, yeah, yeah, ah How about you face it? I like these faces In the palm of my hand, ergh Every day I'm laughing Keep it to yourself how you think how I'm sounding Wake up, cash in Told you motherfuckers, Scar's back on his antics Never share the passion Worry 'bout yourself and use your mind as a magnet Go and get the casket Put them in the grave like the rest of the planet Something's breaking Up against the wall Something's breaking My back's against the wall Something's changing I don't want it all Leave me breaking Power versus force There is silence in bitterness Help me break out these fucking chains They've decided the blade for us Blow out your fucking brain Ah, where's my chainsaw? Tear a heart out Rip a face off, ergh, ah, oh, wake up I'll march through your team with my day ones, ergh I'm that nigga Run around like la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm that nigga Run around like-, fuck Fuck that Armed with a passion Fuck that, I'm armed with a ratchet God, what? Heart for a fraction Fuck that, I'm taking advantage, God You know what I'm like I'll up the ting Lean into my stereotype Divide and conquer Shallow root squares multiply when it's somber I've been aware double hype, not drama Niggas steady hating just because No words warrant a response when I'm larger Too up tight to respond And I always get the dub when I start with my wrongs for a starter The night is young, the sight is further My mind's the sun, so I'm your father, bitch, yeah Now I've got an ego, I've been thinking I'm important I just halved the masses, now they think I praise s4n Now I'm back to practice, every nigga sounds boring Heavy hitter, Scar little effort moves forces, the torches Dim light raw shit, of course I'm enormous Still flow formless Live every day like I'm spitting on stage I'm a cheeky little fuck 'cause life's a performance Steady on, nigga Big boy, CEO, my nigga DXXMLIFE strapped to my leg, my nigga I've been blasted ahead Now the racks that I get ain't even from music, nigga Movements sicker, proven winner I outclass all my peers by myself I don't need no help, I can do shit quicker I'm the time lapse killer, it's a headshot I've been giving them away and I'm red hot All these lines in my brain got me sent off Ayy, yo, say it to my face with your chest down Fuck what you've heard, I've never been slept on Been so head strong I say the word and your head gets stepped on Your life's dead wrong It means nothing to me if you breath or sleep Just choose one and get gone 'Til my knees turn weak I'm a freak on the beats when my head top tweaks I'm dreaming of feelings, I feel in my sleep I'm the realist, I'm building the peace I believe I'm seeking to reach my achievements of peace I ain't worried 'bout beefing, I sleep with the heat Eat your head top rare, I'm freezing the meat Young Scar went clear, now he preaches with speeches