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letra de war - angelic alkaline

war lyrics
ema ik & aj angels & non finito & iamwaynesmith

[intro: aj angels]
we got to war
we go to
we go to

we got to war
we go to
we go to

we got to war
we go to
we go to
why they playing? why they playing?
yeah yeah yeah

[chorus: ema ik & aj angels]
we can go to war about (war)
cost money to fund a war n— (it’s war)
bought the army and the navy (i brought the navy b—-)
let’s let’s go to war about it yeah
n—- ain’t scared of ya (war war war)
not over here (not over here)
yeah not over here bruh
man we dunking on you n—-
only rule around here no fouls no free throws

[verse 1: non finito]
mission they played with the bonds
007 i aim with thе arms
buzzing
blocka blocka and reach for the stars
buzzing knock yo block off
and swim with the shark bait
shе give me jaws cake
mission beyond great
came with nothing shady wanna start sh-t
my sh-t drive you crazy party hard sh-t

[verse 2: ema ik]
war right here it’s about the facts bro
yo me and my squad man we take it
man we win it by the facto
bad b—— new coupe just the perks of the winning
that’s the motha ——- facts bro winning
ain’t never gon stop keep grinning
man my n—– don’t play by the rules bro
took this trophy out the motha ——- mud bro
now they mad cause we up bro
shawty get you dead off a phone call (man call him up)
dialing up tombstones (yeah)
all these n—- dead call the mortuary (bang bang)
cut a n— head man keep it as a trophy
head on my mantle but your body dismantled (trophy)
but i’m walking on the water bruh
yeah me and my squad yeah
me and my n—- my n—- ain’t scared of ya yeah

[verse 3: aj angels]
war
up here in the cuts
war
im feeling up

i ain’t even trippin grab the glock
don’t forget to check the clock
post on insta like we not
even involved
this bag on me evolved
i go. i can not stall
don’t call me on this line
i’m doing fine
them other guys
they like to lie
and i’m always least expected
plenty that’s endebbited (yeah)
plenty that i fed
when everybody left them dead. b-tch
that’s why i’m way ahead b-tch

[verse 4:iamwaynesmith]
so if we talkin bout some war well lemme hop up on my demon s—
and imma show you what it is to really mean the s—
cause my trigger finger itchin like a f—– fiend n s—
bullets jumpin out the chamber like a trampoline and s—
n—
who the f— you talkin to? (who?)
all this bird talk, who the f— you squawking to?
you ain’t bout no war, you a f—– blogger dude
so since its war jus know we ain’t f—– callin you
b—-

- angelic alkaline

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