Lyrics Art Of War - Fumez The Engineer, Headie One, M Huncho

Art Of War

This is…
This is…
This is Fumez The Engineer
Yeah, they talk about scores
One
Yeah…
But these people ain’t scorin'
Sho
Now we keep it quiet
This is…
So they tell us we’re borin'
Little do they know
One fuck-up and we kicking their door in
One
Yeah
Sho
Yeah, they talk about scores (Yeah)
But these people ain’t scorin'
Now we keep it quiet
So they tell us we’re borin'
Little do they know
One fuck-up and we kicking their door in (Su, su, su, su)
Yeah, it’s the art of war (Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn)
Bad when I’m on my ones
'Till I come with 2 or 3
Fuck that man I’m comin' with 4 yeah
It’s the art of war, yeah
Still with the same dargs from a puppy (Su, su, su, su)
Never switch up of course, yeah (RV!)
It’s the art of war
Opp boy still tryna get me (Pagans)
Feds just wanna arrest me (Fuck them)
Tryna hit a meal like Heskey (Trappin')
My pokers can’t ever be empty (No way)
I’m the Fresh Prince of Tottenham
Guess you niggas are Jeffery (Hahaha)
M Huncho, RV and Headie
That’s Neymar, Suarez and Messi (Gang)
I’m puttin' work for my gunners (Uh)
Now I feel like Seaman again (I'm out 'ere)
I’m just tryna get rich
They got me risking my freedom again (I'm out 'ere)
I score points in the field
I can’t wait for the season again (Can't wait)
'Cause I got new beef
So it’s gonna get seasoned again (Peppered)
That means you get slaughtered (Uh)
When niggas get peppered (Boom!)
I need P’s for a mortgage
So I got spots like a leopard (Trap, trap)
Wrist in a Pyrex bowl
So you know I’m whippin' with tekkers (Whip it)
I’ll rise that pole
Fuck 5−0, we did it with leathers (Sho)
Yeah, they talk about scores (Yeah)
But these people ain’t scorin'
Now we keep it quiet
So they tell us we’re borin'
Little do they know
One fuck-up and we kicking their door in (Su, su, su, su)
Yeah, it’s the art of war (Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn)
Bad when I’m on my ones
'Till I come with 2 or 3
Fuck that man I’m comin' with 4 yeah
It’s the art of war, yeah
Still with the same dargs from a puppy (Su, su, su, su)
Never switch up of course, yeah
It’s the art of war
I don’t care if bro’s on a wrong (One)
I can never lef' my friend (One)
.32 or the .44 long (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
I can never lef' that skeng
Every other day it’s 90 on the M (Su, su, su, su)
Every other day I gotta lef' the ends
I’ve been out 'ere tryna do right
How many times did it still go left
Still do it for myself or do it for the gang (Su, su)
Do it for the cause (Gang)
I got six in the spin-spin ting
There’s no way that the skeng can pause (One)
Seventeen, had a link for the AM (Su)
First time man try extort (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
I just had to finesse that all (Told me turn, ay)
Enemies and frenemies (One)
There’s only a few I can trust (One)
I keep my eyes on the ball like a penalty (One)
What you know 'bout T house settings
There’s nuttin' but chicken and chips from Tennessee (Su, su)
That put me in Chelsea
This steak’s just giving me energy (O-o-one)
Yeah, they talk about scores (Yeah)
But these people ain’t scorin' (Su, su)
Now we keep it quiet (Su, su)
So they tell us we’re borin'
Little do they know
One fuck-up and we kicking their door in (Su, su, su)
Yeah, it’s the art of war (Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn)
Bad when I’m on my ones
'Till I come with 2 or 3
Fuck that man I’m comin' with 4 yeah
It’s the art of war, yeah
Still with the same dargs from a puppy (Su, su, su, su)
Never switch up of course, yeah
It’s the art of war (They told me turn)