Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song War, artist - Saigon. Album song The Greatest Story Never Told, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.02.2011
Record label: Suburban Noize
Song language: English
War |
| There’s a war in the streets tonight |
| And nobody’s really feelin' alright |
| I got a blunt for my chronic, a juice for my tonic |
| I know now… |
| So I know we’ll be alright |
| When niggas tell you don’t hurt nobody they being funny |
| When they say its Saigon they mean its money |
| Ever since I was little bitches say he a dummy |
| Because one year I went to church and beat up the Easter bunny |
| Everyday I thank god with silent pray |
| So he can help me resolve some of my violent ways |
| I was locked up for four hundred holidays |
| I was in the peezee when I heard Easy E and Dr. Dre |
| Was in the pen for that bad boy death row thing |
| I was locked away when Dre was crowned west coast king |
| I’m the thug these rappers trying to be |
| Lyrically I’m a fuckin anomaly |
| You as much of a rapper as Sean John and me |
| Matter of fact you an actor like Sean Connery |
| I’m the nigga wit the rap sheet longer then your rap book |
| Hustlers got their chain snatched and they got their crack took |
| There’s a war in the streets tonight |
| And nobody’s really feelin' alright |
| I got a blunt for a chronic, a juice for my tonic |
| I know now… |
| So I know we’ll be alright |
| Yeah, Nine-four, Destiny opens her eyes |
| For the first time, praise God, baby mom’s cryin' |
| Planned to be a strong black family |
| But we both were too young, too strung, too much flashin' |
| New come, I caught verbal assassin runnin' with |
| Nothin' but the worst type, worst fight |
| But we brought my baby home the first night |
| Cursed like sailors, burst out the crib |
| Ragin' in my new car bought from entertainment |
| Champaign and gainin' clout fast, whiplash |
| Did this bitch just pass in the club pugged up, stupid ass |
| Grabbed her by the pony tail, «never disrespect me» |
| I’m a street vet, regret the sex, but not Desi |
| Moved back to your grandma, I’m single, the land’s mine |
| She keeps the Benz, I’m all in the streets again |
| Squeezin' the pen, released again, chart toppers |
| Hard-bottoms blessed the feet, now less baby mom’s problems |
| New woman, she’s great, this a different world |
| Checkin' out my wife’s chemistry with my little girl |
| It’s so amazin' playin', life is so crazy |
| I’ve grown up the thankful for lessons God gave me |
| There’s a war in the streets tonight |
| And nobody’s really feelin' alright |
| I got a blunt for a chronic, a juice for my tonic |
| I know now that I’m feelin' right if it goes down |
| Cause my third eye sees the lowdown |
| And I know it’s not my time to go now |
| Cause God’s got my back in this showdown |
| So I know we’ll be alright |