Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song W.A.R., artist - Pharoahe Monch. Album song W.A.R. (We Are Renegades), in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 21.03.2011
Record label: W.A.R. Media
Song language: English
W.A.R. |
| Okay |
| Yeah |
| We are renegades, this means war |
| 16s bust to break unjust laws |
| Overthrow regimes in the name of the cause |
| Renegades, never slaves, this means war |
| One-hundred percent uncut, raw |
| Fuck limited freedom, nigga, we want more |
| The machine is corrupted down to the core |
| Rebel army, motherfucker, this means war |
| I got a middle finger for mass media, mute the news |
| 'Cause 'When The Gun Draws' received a million views |
| Which gives me the right to break the rules |
| Say, fuck radio if the people can’t pick and choose |
| While BET gets screwed by Viacom |
| The new revolutionary is shyaman |
| It’s not brush fire rap, it’s five alarm |
| Motivational music after I am gone |
| My inner visions, mysticism, call me Mr. Wisdom |
| They wanna turn the globe into a prison |
| And being sick is better than being dead |
| 'Cause when you sick and in bed, you’re indebted to meds |
| Cloned chickens walking around without heads |
| The food is contaminated, the water got lead in it |
| Population control, make the babies sick |
| RFID chips, RU-486 |
| This is a war against consciousness |
| Controlling your soul, sort of a psychological dictatorship |
| And we are on the front lines |
| Guilty as charged if intellect is a crime, said |
| We are renegades, this means war |
| 16s bust to break unjust laws |
| Overthrow regimes in the name of the cause |
| Renegades, never slaves, this means war |
| One-hundred percent uncut, raw |
| Fuck limited freedom, nigga, we want more |
| The machine is corrupted down to the core |
| Rebel army, motherfucker, this means war |
| Alhamdulillah’s a spiritual calling |
| My alternate and we are still mourning |
| It’s not a documentary about global warming |
| This is lunar explosions of global warning |
| So when the moon leaves, you can’t tell night from morning |
| Cities submerged underwater post New Orleans |
| It’s not your average rap recording |
| This is insane lieutenants taking aim at Mormons |
| While the American dream remains dead and dormant |
| My stimuli’s supplied by my endorphins |
| The mind’s eye greater than pi and broadband |
| I break on through to the other side without doormen |
| It’s not The Doors, man |
| I am equipped with a better memory chip than dolphins |
| With more keys to open more doors than four foremen |
| To executive’s rooms where they walking on all fours, man |
| Canines standing upright amongst you |
| Hated by swine, spreading the H1N1 flu |
| On some rabies shit, RU-486 |
| Population control, make the babies sick |
| This is a war against consciousness |
| Controlling your soul, sort of a psychological dictatorship |
| And I am on the front lines |
| Guilty as charged if intellect is a crime |
| We are renegades, this means war |
| 16s bust to break unjust laws |
| Overthrow regimes in the name of the cause |
| Renegades, never slaves, this means war |
| One-hundred percent uncut, raw |
| Fuck limited freedom, nigga, we want more |
| The machine is corrupted down to the core |
| Rebel army, motherfucker, this means war |