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