Battle Cries

[Verse 1: Ryan Oakes]

I woke up in a war zone

You tellin' me my doors closed

And I'm probably breakin' your bones

Take a good look at my wardrobe

Because you couldn't afford thoses

I take a good look at your clothes

And I thank god that your style ain't in my genes

Shouts to hormones

When my rockets probably four bones

There's a casket in my pocket

Don't be up in my bidness

'Less you steppin' in my office

Coming to me with shit to get me

Bitch you know that I love my profits

When it comes to conversation

That's my one and only topic, stop it

Why you startin' rumors

Tellin' me that I won't make it

I'm not sure I get your humor

I simply keep on growin'

Got me feelin' like a tumor

Shit all of that's a lay in

Got me known as a late bloomer

But I'm known as an abuser

When I get up on a beat

Tell me how the fuck I'm wide awake

But still feel I'm asleep

Tell me why the hell you stuck up in a cycle with the sheep

You wanna get up out all that

Then take my hand and follow me straight into battle with the streaks saying

[Chorus: Michelle Bonacquisti]

Runnin' towards the sounds of screams

Into the world of make believe

I've found I'm enchanting between this world

And what my mind conceives

Adrenaline shoots down my spine

I'm letting out my battle cries

[Verse 2: Sammy Pharaoh]

Yeah I'm comin', I'll be runnin' headed right for all the screams

I won't turn my back on brothers gotta do it for the team

I got my loaded ammunition

I've been ready for this war

Yeah I told you, you didn't listen

I was always keepin' score

Yeah I'm ready for combat

I swear I been on that

Y'all are way too weak

This sport is all contact

I'm making those contracts

I need cash now

Good greens, we can pass round

You ain't shit sit your ass down

Wide open on the last down

Told you all I'll be back soon

Had to do this for the platoon

Why you diggin' all that other trash

Take a god damn Raccoon

All these shows gon' be packed soon

You already know I'm that dude

I'm a triple threat

That ain't made it yet

Sing, produce and rap too, I got it

Just another war I can't lose

I can go to battle, pay the dues

You ain't even seen what's on the hard-drive

Now I'm takin' off

You gotta move

[Chorus: Michelle Bonacquisti]

Runnin' towards the sounds of screams

Into the world of make believe

I've found I'm enchanting between this world

And what my mind conceives

Adrenaline shoots down my spine

I'm letting out my battle cries