Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What War Is All About, artist - Conejo. Date of issue: 04.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
What War Is All About |
| You should know what it is |
| With this sinister shit |
| Notorious Enemy, is all in this bitch |
| Las calles saven, lo que pasa |
| If I reach out with the strap |
| Estas balas te alcansan |
| And this records, I’m working even faster |
| Ese hood rat bitch in the way I’ll blast her |
| I’m the first, to let them fly |
| What you mean you the first to fucken die |
| I pay the block |
| I got the codes encrypted |
| At the stove in the kitchen |
| Getting ready to whip it |
| If I get wicked |
| Then things start ringing |
| So shooting vatos down |
| On the stand that’s sicken |
| You take a loss |
| I’m Mac-11 The Boss |
| That’s the price they gotta pay |
| The Uzi cover the cost |
| Let’s make it clear |
| Foo I got no fear |
| Ese you fear death |
| So your death is near |
| If this is what war is all about |
| Ese vatos laid out |
| They get shot in their mouth |
| And some in the back |
| Trying to run from death |
| But death caught 'em slipping |
| Put his life in check |
| Who’s next? |
| It’s what the Reaper say |
| The Reaper say he ain’t come to play |
| That’s all day, is 'bout them evil ways |
| And wars all about |
| Hunting down you’re prey |
| The gun connect |
| Get him out of the station |
| From a dirty ass cop |
| That wanna go on vacation |
| So we sell’em to anybody |
| And now he got me |
| Letting off that shotty |
| Gang murders, they’ll make the news |
| It make the city look bad if the terrors new |
| Exactly, that’s what I mean |
| The shit I say is fuckin evil and mean |
| So be smart |
| When your ass out here |
| Cus nothings gonna change us situations are fierce |
| So check game |
| It’s more than rough in this |
| Get a good night sleep |
| Cus they’ll wake you by 6 |
| And suffocate you, and try to break you |
| If you don’t say a word |
| These mothafuckers will hate you |
| A la verga |
| I’m the scarecrow |
| El Angel de la Muerte |
| With that platinum halo |
| If this is what war is all about |
| Ese vatos laid out |
| They get shot in their mouth |
| And some in the back |
| Trying to run from death |
| But death caught 'em slipping |
| Put his life in check |
| Who’s next? |
| It’s what the Reaper say |
| The Reaper say he ain’t come to play |
| That’s all day, is 'bout them evil ways |
| And wars all about |
| Hunting down you’re prey |