Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song War Money, artist - Swollen Members. Album song Dagger Mouth, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.04.2011
Record label: Battle Axe
Song language: English
War Money |
Yo I got poison in my blood, poison in my veins |
Poison in my heart, poison in my brain |
Every love I had was poisonous so I’ll say it again |
I am insane, Mad Child poisoning my name |
My friends are fucking crazy cause my boys all feel the same |
But I’m older feeling lazy cause the poison still remains |
I guess I have to face the facts that I will never feel the same |
But let the pitbull off the chain and see if I could kill again |
I’m a blue-nosed, green-eyed, thoroughbred purebreed |
Double threat, split personality, you’re fucking dead |
I’m still in black like Darth Vader |
I’ll drape you up like Al-Qaeda |
I’m still shifty, fuck with me, buck fifty |
To your face with the sharp razor |
Slice like a lightsaber, bright like a Lifesaver |
Hi haters, play pussy, get fucked like a vibrator |
Yeah Indiana Jones, I’m the mic greater |
Arc raider, back to Darth Vader |
I’m a Hannibal, a cannibal, I killed em then I sauteed em |
I ain’t afraid of nobody bitch, everybody bleed |
Everybody die, everybody cry |
Everybody lie, everybody ask why |
All my buddies get muddy, everybody get high |
Warcry, eye for an eye |
laws of the land, Battleaxe Warriors |
War dance, hand for a hand |
King laws of the land, tattoos Swollen Army |
Now war money, more money, your money’s our money |
Stand in our way, we don’t play, now you’re bloody |
Yo I swam through rivers of blood and seen hellfire |
Won’t lie, when I did percs I never felt higher |
Hard rocker, X pill popper, jaw-dropper, I’m a pretty boy hustler |
Rough around the edges, still a savage on the warpath |
Ravenous, hazardous, drafting up a floor plan |
Five years were terrible, errors from heroin |
Seroquel, now it’s time for five years of miracles |
Arrogance, time to save myself from embarrassment |
No procrastinating for this nasty North American |
I used to be a dreamboat, steamboat, colourful hero |
Robert De Niro, fly, now my teeth are slowly rotting |
And there’s people out there plotting |
That pretend to be my friends and wanna see me die |
I don’t fucking care though, scared like I’m a scarecrow |
Come on I got something for that ass bro |
I’m still an asshole, no cash flow |
I killed the rumours that I’m running out of gas, no |
My back piece, black ink by war chiefs |
Speech pay a hose, Palomino, bow and arrow flow |
Colt 45 barrel do that black.23 |
Rules of engagement rearranging physicality |
Sleepy Hollow hollow men, invisibility |
Panther claw, jaguar paw adds to credibility |
Hundred proof the vocal booth, a moonshine distillery |
Jack you like Daniels, hourglass sand granules |
Hand-to-hand combat, man killed by animal |
Strike match flammable like sulphuric chemical |
Warcry, eye for an eye |
laws of the land, Battleaxe Warriors |
War dance, hand for a hand |
King laws of the land, tattoos Swollen Army |
Now war money, more money, your money’s our money |
Stand in our way, we don’t play, now you’re bloody |
Stomp like Godzilla, killer no filler |
I’m Jerry Lee Lewis yeah great balls of fire |
Goodness gracious, eight bars of fire |
I reached for the star, almost lost my desire |
Then Mad turned from Anakin into Darth Vader |
Rebuilt the Death Star so we could strike back like empire |
Deep bite, vampire, new moon shit |
Bring it on, I break dawn like a full moon eclipse |
Yeah war money, more money, your money’s our money |
Stand in our way, we don’t play, now you’re bloody |
War money, more money, your money’s our money |
Stand in our way, we don’t play, now you’re bloody |