Ready for War

Intro:

Check it out, it's the lunatiic Domo, uh about to blow for the 9-5, 9-4

Check it out. Got Big Pretty in the house. Rollin' 6-5 for Tunes

Representin'. C'mon. Check it out

Verse 1:

Fuck that mother fuck that like this

So how many niggas wanna get hit with the fifth

Black gats I pack lunatic always stay strapped

Now you will get your wig pushed back

The lunatic Domo is all about danger

6 in my clip and always leave one in the chamber

Pain I'm givin', bad that's my livin'

A ill nigga that flip on your moms if she bitchin'

The pressure pushed you know I deal I'm not a cowboy

Keep a ice grill you never see me on some smile shit

Bacdafucup, watch out, no it's not the Onyx

It the Domo comin' through with a bag of chronic

Hook:

Tonights the night and me and my crew ready for WAR (x3)

Tonights the night and me and my niggas ain't playin' (x2)

Verse 2:

Watch me get witty I'm terrific

Fantastic I'm high as hell what's why I stay high and splifted

I be an ill Runnin' Rebel I'm evil

I get 7 demons in my body just like the devil

I kill like Raid, jam like the group shit called Jade

Plus I flip and blow like grenades

I flexed I press like Prince

So if you fuck around I'll have your whole face filled with dents

I make them jump like frog, I'm chillin' with niggas like the mob

I'm keepin' it real with Def Squad

But I"m the mad Domo got the shit that might blow your mind tho'

If you wanna roll can't find those

Other mans with skills always bet broken

If you fuck with my your legs will be broken

But I'm no joken, lye is what I'm smoken

Motherfuckin them bitches I'm pervocin'

Hook

Verse 3:

I rip the rhyme on stage on the regular

I flip it just like the man who plays as the predator

So parlay kid I'm about to ridiculous

Even funky bionic man can't even get with this

Yes I'm the man the number one challenger

Hit you so hard I'll knock your birthday off the calander (boo-ya)

Back in the days when I was catchin' wreck

And now a threat to any ass nigga wanna step (a-yo)

So c'mon c'mon, come and bring the drama (what?)

My crew is gettin' open from a fat bag of smoka

Yo the shit that you buggin'  have you goin' psycho

Hit the skins with Jamino N-E-O-N

Went toe to toe with Michael but yo

The beef is on word is born word to your mother

Word to life I bet you get that ass torn

I got my niggas (yo) and my niggas know how I'm feelin'

I'm crazy I'll even fuck they lady in the G building

Peace to Mr. Curly now we curly and mo

And I'm a blow and I'm a blow and I'm a blow, word is born

Hook (x2)

Outro:

Peace to Pillow Productions. Check it out word the mad domo got griddy