Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song War Witch , by - B.o.B. Song from the album Elements, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 03.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
War Witch |
| Yeah. |
| uhh |
| I just adjusted my method |
| They try to muddy my message |
| Another corrupt one elected |
| Another new puppet selected |
| This ain’t a fairly tale, yeah, far from an urban legend |
| In a war propaganda can often be used as a murder weapon |
| What’s the direction we’re headed in? |
| Can’t get arrested and not get neglected |
| Guessing my presence is threatening |
| Put you on game and they try to discredit it |
| Thanks to the Internet we can see racism isn’t as dead as they said it is |
| Serious as getting beheaded |
| They edit the footage then go off for beverages |
| Oh me, oh my the keys unlock the closed mind, huh |
| Fee fi fo fum, I see the beast close by |
| But an eye, for an eye, for an eye, for an eye, for an eye |
| Soon we’ll all be blind, over time, over time, over time |
| Bandz |
| Weed don’t get me high like it used |
| They say I don’t sound like I used to |
| But an eye, for an eye, for an eye, for an eye, for an eye |
| Soon we’ll all be blind, over time, over time, over time |
| United Savages of America, huh |
| Corruption, extortion, torture, et cetera, huh |
| Looking for war that we can declare on ya |
| Like, «Hmmm, we can just control this whole area» |
| Overbearing clutch |
| Country run by billionaires’r’us |
| Evil predator |
| Don’t want the beef if it ain’t rare enough |
| Police scared of us |
| Propaganda and hysteria |
| What’s in the dairy truck |
| Crops and produce sprayed in fairy dust |
| Budget cuts like an uppercut from the upper class |
| All they serving is plates of suffering succotash |
| I know someone in power, someone behind the mask |
| When I find someone, I’m a whoop someone ass |
| Is what you’re asking for really what you are ready for? |
| It’s time for action and that is not a metaphor |
| I know someone in power, someone behind the mask |
| When I find someone, I’m a whoop someone ass |
| Uhhh, I respect your silence |
| But I won’t comply with tyrants |
| Or confide in dead messiahs |
| By now you know a lot about me |
| Nothing’s ever private |
| Whatever you’re looking for in life you’ll more than likely find it |
| Guns, drugs, sex, basically everything but guidance |
| Most of our life we guessing shit |
| The rest is left to science |
| They just give you the gospel |
| See, you gotta connect the right ones |
| The rope is around all of our necks |
| But in the hood it’s slightly tighter |
| The cause of death is bias |
| Because if you get shot then DaQuan did it |
| If a flood kill you then God did it |
| Get assassinated, then the mob did it |
| You don’t know the killer unless a cop did it |
| We treat our problems how we treat our criminals |
| We lock them long as we can so we don’t have to deal with them |
| Rain bandz |