Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Declare War, artist - Shyheim. Album song Manchild, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.06.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Wu-Tang
Song language: English
I Declare War |
With my x-ray vision |
See through you lames for days |
Every bullet counts |
And we don’t bust strays |
I pop you in your waves |
Leave your shit, spittin' |
Hollow heads in your head |
Head on head collision |
I’m bad news |
Extra, extra, read about me |
Blowin', stolen |
Cops glockin' 197 lobby |
My philosophy making niggas think they rockin' me |
They can’t possibly! |
I’m not a suspect, i’m far from that |
And that uncontrolled substance |
Like crack, cocaine |
And Inspectah Deck |
I don’t know how yall see it |
But it clean ya specks |
I’m too complex, what you say complex? |
I leaved you stressed with a complex |
You better stop playin' games |
That’s the advice I suggest |
I walk like I’m at war |
Talk like I’m at war |
Don’t sleep like it ain’t war |
You speak like it ain’t war |
Better read the «Art Of War» |
Before crossing my lines |
You better read the «Art Of War» |
Before crossing my lines |
It ain’t over till we even |
I even got the life support |
Machines just to keep you breathin' |
I’m beef increasing, bees in season |
You can be my 8 by 10 photo |
In the 120 in prison |
I’m runnin' to your vision, squeezin' |
For no reason, make it so hot |
Hot summer, Shyheim should be a season |
Be the greatest like Ali Muhamed |
We get a million youths to march |
Trough New York like I live Muhamed |
Predicted platinum by Nostradamus, ya know should dimers |
27 conglomerates, we communists |
And ghetto richs to the extreme |
Devine put the money behind the dreams |
Of the microphone fiend |
Now rushin' trough your screens… |
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