Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We At War, artist - Sheek Louch. Date of issue: 17.03.2008
Song language: English
We At War |
| We at war |
| «Livin in the danger zone, in the battlefield» |
| «Dem who kyan’t hear dem a go feel!» |
| Yeah, rude boy stand up, man up, chest out |
| Get the cannon, time to pull that steel plate vest out |
| We don’t play around, cock back, gun 'em down |
| Chase 'em all around town, you hear that sound («WHO DAT?») |
| Uhh, straight yardie |
| Me and the notty head, inside the party |
| Outside the shotty, inside the ganja |
| And a big ass fonta, music all loud |
| Somebody tell the DJ («WHO DAT?») |
| It’s a danger zone (danger zone) you got police |
| If not police you got some batty bwoy, schemin on your piece |
| We street runnin, big whips we crash it up |
| Hit the block and mash it up, we in the danger zone |
| («WHO DAT?») Let’s go |
| We at war (gyeah) |
| We at war |
| «Livin in the danger zone, in the battlefield» |
| «Without a shield» |
| We at war (gyeah) |
| We at war |
| «Livin in the danger zone, in the battlefield» |
| «Dem who kyan’t hear dem a go feel!» |
| Uhh, North, South, West, East |
| No matter where you from, we at war with police |
| We in the danger zone (danger zone) we in the battlefield (battlefield) |
| And the plan is to keep, all our people jailed («WHO DAT?») |
| I’m in London, yeah, I’m in Kingston, yeah |
| I’m in New York, yeah, bad man right here (bad man right here) |
| Get a body in my way, I’ma make him disappear |
| I’ma wild out, until I get the chair («WHO DAT?») Yeah |
| Irish malts, rice and peas, wash it down with a Guinness |
| And put somebody girlfriend on they knees |
| We street runnin, big whips we crash it up |
| Hit the block and mash it up, we in the danger zone |
| («WHO DAT?») Let’s go |
| Uhh, yeah, you can pray to whoever you want |
| That ain’t gon' save you, from the AK out in the front |
| We got AIDS, drugs, and homeless kids |
| It’s a danger zone where we live («WHO DAT?») |
| And even still, somehow I keep my smile |
| Cause my skin grew tough, like a crocodile (whatever) |
| I got a army, a posse |
| Sheek strong like the great, Haile, Selassie (bless) |
| («WHO DAT?») Come and try to stop me |
| D-Block my ear to the ground, my blood in the dirt |
| Anything else, just won’t work (nah) |
| We street runnin, big whips we crash and tuck |
| Hit the block and mash it up, we in the danger zone |
| («WHO DAT?») Let’s go |
| Light it up, ha |
| «Livin in the danger zone, in the battlefield» |
| «Without a shield» |
| «Livin in the danger zone, in the battlefield» |
| «Dem who kyan’t hear dem a go feel!» |