Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Serious, artist - Joe Budden. Album song Rage & The Machine, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.10.2016
Record label: EMPIRE
Song language: English
Serious |
| You niggas want war? |
| Trust me you don’t want war |
| Homeboy, you don’t know how serious it could be Man, the feeling starts, it’s a million man march |
| No games, all my soldiers as serious as can be be When we pull up like, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, ho Then we run up like, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, ho Man, y'all done |
| gone and did it, well come on with it The fifth got a kick, but won't slip, I rubber gripped it Wrap you in them sheets on Christmas, I'm double-gifted |
| Double barrel shotty, you double jointed when you flippin' |
| Ask about your boy, they’ll tell you I’m not the fella |
| Tomato sauce whoever tryna shred up my mozzarella |
| I guess it’s in my genes, no prints if I got the poke out |
| Man, let these nigga’s reach, I’m Iverson with the blow out |
| Sometimes you gotta show out, just to show 'em what Joe 'bout |
| Give 'em the green light, well fuck it, where we even goin' now? |
| Got shooters on the scanner, you never know what we spoke 'bout |
| Picture Tony Montana with hammers runnin' in Sos' house |
| Ghost Town |
| Bullets in the beach chair, lines drawn, break the sand |
| Got bad news, sit 'em down, nah, nigga take a stand |
| Dirty crackheads run up on you, «What you was sayin', man?» |
| It’s lights out, won’t even take a bath, ha You niggas want war? |
| Trust me you don’t want war |
| Homeboy, you don’t know how serious it could be Man, the feeling starts, it’s a million man march |
| No games, all my soldiers as serious as can be be When we pull up like, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, ho Then we run up like, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, ho You dick-faced ass nigga's |
| asked for it so… here they come |
| No matter where they from I disappeared and dump |
| No choice but to swear they dumb, but we’re not dumb |
| I’m on my Luke Skywalker, get your Jedi spun |
| I’m on my DMC, I hear them things rev, y’all run |
| Guess it’s begun, get the private jet, pilot set |
| Alibi in check, to the island head, make sure it’s no survivors left |
| 'Round up all the hostages, bum stiggity bum, stiggity bum |
| Hey, I mean a lot of them, shit be soundin' like Das EFX |
| I pay no mind to the talkin' 'til it’s a heightened threat |
| Never baby nigga’s with envy to give me my respect |
| I eject bullets from rifles wearin' a sniper vest |
| Find your body OTC, you’re like a Prilosec |
| Y’all won’t even hear me comin', Michael Myers' steps |
| Hear that thing ch-ch-choppin' 'til no tires left |
| Bulldogs bark, 4s roars like a lion’s breath |
| I love new toys, so I invest |
| You niggas want war? |
| Trust me you don’t want war |
| Homeboy, you don’t know how serious it could be Man, the feeling starts, it’s a million man march |
| No games, all my soldiers as serious as can be be When we pull up like, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, ho Then we run up like, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, ho |