Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song War , by - Little Brother. Release date: 20.06.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
War |
| Yeah… wanna take time to welcome y’all |
| THis «Chitlin Circuit 1.5» |
| It’s your man, Phonte |
| Yo fuck, I don’t need no introduction |
| Let’s get it goin on… |
| Uh, on the right track, to get it, it’s like that |
| Phontigga right back, to bi’ness I Strike Back |
| Like the Empire, Tay’s that celebrity dude |
| That moved next door, now they done made your rent higher |
| Raised the property values cause we the livest |
| I don’t care what they tell you, until them niggas beggin for |
| A spot on the album, ya need to fall back |
| Medicate yourself, I mean pump up the volume/Valium |
| Cause me and you are not cut from the same cloth |
| This is all me with no alteration |
| Got my team outside, and we all be waitin |
| Trust YOU don’t want no altercation |
| Cause no tellin what I’mma say to you, and if we in ya city |
| Act now, cause we prol’ly sell it out in a day or two |
| Cause everytime me and Pooh step on stage |
| Hoes start Klymaxx-in like we Met in the Ladies Room, nigga! |
| This is the team you got respect for |
| Everytime we step through that door to remind you |
| This rap shit is chess and not Connect Four |
| Phonte, Big Pooh on the track — now that’s WAR! |
| That’s what I’m sayin man… |
| LB ain’t no flash-in-the-pan ass shit. |
| Not no here-today-gone-tonight niggas. |
| It’s really on |
| Phonte, Big Pooh on the track — now that’s WAR! |
| I got the, heart of the lion, eye of the tiger |
| 20/20 vision watchin shit transpire |
| Nonperishable, my records don’t expire |
| I’m that blue flame if we speakin on fires |
| «Wo» like Mya, burn like niacin |
| Feelin froggy, well try me then |
| I’mma a cold motherfucker wit a leaky pen |
| Don’t be confused cause you seen me grin |
| Take two to the chin, I been writin |
| Rap word recitin, Bogard-in on niggas |
| Like Poobie is a Viking |
| You ain’t gotta like 'em, but I got the juice |
| You thirsty niggas better off with the Sprite then |
| Marquee light and fuckers stay bitin |
| Do some other shit and you do it just like 'em |
| Your flow’s like he, your show’s like he |
| Now you out tryna bag hoes like me?! |
| Got no I.D., better be yourself! |
| You wantin to be niggas ain’t good for your health |
| .I'll be damned, it’s like I’m speakin to myself |
| The very next day, you tryna be somebody else, fucker! |
| Stop tryna be like this-nigga that-nigga |
| Won’t you just DO YOU, nigga? |
| I’mma do me, I’mma let my nigga DJ Flash do his thing |
| (Phonte, Big Pooh on the track — now that’s WAR!!) |
| «WAR!» |
| [- Chuck D |
| (Phonte, Big Pooh on the track — now that’s WAR!!) |
| Uh, yo, fuck whoever I offend, just talkin 'bout war |
| Not promotin violence we just, orchestrate |
| And promote violins like the London Philharmonics |
| And every track I bless, you gonna feel me on it |
| Tay, this is what they need, right? |
| (yeah) |
| I’m on a whole 'nother plane, this past year I been goin insane |
| Pickin at my brain for the right direction |
| Left winner interludes at your own discretion |
| Uh, dawg this is for your own protection |
| LB and we run this section, and we ain’t tryna hold off |
| We just, tag team like Nikita Koloff |
| You don’t wanna make that fatal faux-pas |
| And you don’t want it wit these boys — hell nah, cause we all all-stars |
| Checkin in to the game, 'bout to settle the score |
| 9th soundin better than he ever did before |
| Big Pooh and Phonte on the track — now that’s WAR! |
| Uh, had to take it back to the days of the wrestling, nigga. |
| Goin back and forth like Ivan and Nikita, it’s goin down |
| Hulk Hogan, we comin fo' YOU, NIGGA! |
| (Big Pooh and Phonte on the track — now that’s WAR!!) |
| «WAR!» |
| [- Chuck D |
| (Big Pooh and Phonte on the track — now that’s WAR!!) |