| Wassup, African?
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| Wassup, African?
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| Yo the Haiti, Barbados, Bahamas, Grenada
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| The war is against love, we under attack
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| Paris, Pyar, St. Thomas, DR
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| The war is against love, who’s busting back?
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| From New York to Botswana, London to Guyana
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| To every single African that’s on the map
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| Yo, to Mexico, to Cuba, Iceland to Bermuda
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| The war is against love, we under attack
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| Scientists told us how the Mayans lived
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| Highways are landing strips for planes to land
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| Before the Wright brothers planned aerodynamics
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| Now I am chilling 20 karats like a savage
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| Not embarrassed
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| Buy what I’m copping while I’m shopping out in Paris
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| Parasites try to steal the culture (True)
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| While chem trails and satellites hover over
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| Feds is watching, real niggas ask this is so (Ask this is so)
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| Still the 5th is loaded (5th is loaded)
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| For these lawyers who be ripping soldiers off in court
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| They don’t get em all, they just take your money and lie
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| Have you sitting up north (Foul)
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| Study the law (Word)
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| Get your appeal (True)
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| Soon you back on the street the shit’d get real (Facts)
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| They try to kill us off since the days of the brilliant Moors
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| May they ships pull up to the Sicilian shores
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| So I hustle more, ain’t no justice for the poor
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| Got me feeling like middle fingers up, fuck the law
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| Bust a Dutchie open, liquor pour
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| Chicago yo, you know Chicago y’all know
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| The war is against love, we under attack (Yeah)
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| New Orleans, New Orleans to Queens
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| Yo the war is against love, who’s busting back? |
| (Me)
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| To Detroit (Yeah), St. Louis (Yeah, yeah)
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| To every hood in all the 50 states on the map (Map)
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| Chocolate city, North and South Philly (Philly)
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| Feel me, the war is against love, we under attack
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| I went from, semi-bummy nigga to money nigga (Ha)
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| Bike nigga to car nigga
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| Christ nigga to Allah nigga (Alḥamdulillāh)
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| Then I evolved, nigga (Yeah)
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| No religions, my commandments are my standards (Word)
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| A stand up man, no clowning, no snitching
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| Got a bid, I’m sitting down
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| Do the time, call it paying taxes
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| Living with my actions (Word), corners to the grave
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| Yeah, I’m on that wave
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| Yeah, I fornicate with fly bitches, horny ways
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| Just the way I was taught, though (Uh)
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| Can’t tell if this is reality or just another award show?
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| These women be lost, so beautiful, so smart (Word)
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| But why can’t we be heavenly? |
| Don’t think, use your heart (Yo' heart)
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| 'Cause we could be so great, pray it’s not too late
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| Put pride aside, coincide, I bet we both be straight
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| Straight to the top, side to side, twin Rolls Royces
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| We made choices to be devoted (Uh)
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| To go at those foes who come at us with upside down crosses
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| The war is against love, I ain’t trusting that (Trusting that, uh, uh)
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| The war is against love, who’s busting back? |
| (Me, me, me, uh)
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| To all the 50 states, all across the map (The whole world, too)
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| USA and beyond (And beyond)
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| The war is against love, how will you react to that?
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| Yeah, tell you how I’m reacting
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| I’m strapped and ready, go all the way
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| The war is against peace
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| The war is against love
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| Yeah, know that |