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letra de warzone - savantloup

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[chorus]
i’m ready for war
my mandem rocked camo before
foot in the door
and now we just storming the sh-r-
i’m sayin’ no more
just point up and look at the score
was iffy before
but now all my movements for sure

[verse 1]
n-body check me like hockey
oxen i’m yoked with are stocky
n-body out here can stop me
mj and these mans are scottie’s
beam me up
these mans can’t d me up
don’t talk, can’t t me up
but their talks it heat me up
how you think i got the heat?
how i stay cool in the seat?
chewing the guard but they grinding they teeth
slidin right past em, these boys can’t compete
i’m tryna go straight to the league
i’m still out here chasin’ my dreams
they might succ-mb to fatigue
nah they ain’t touchin’ my speed

[pre-chorus]
i’m sick of all the talkin
who’s eatin up the beef
somebody p-ss the cutlery
i’m tryna have a feast
now i’m gon take it all
it might be too late for peace
artillery and the ammo
so the firepower increase
p-wn tactics for the king
tryna hit em where it count
if i tag em on the chin
then i know they goin down
for the crown, for the town
i might have to come around
tryna sn-tch it for myself, i’m in n out without a sound

[chorus]
i’m ready for war
my mandem rocked camo before
foot in the door
and now we just storming the sh-r-
i’m sayin no more
just point up and look at the score
was iffy before
but now all my movements for sure

[verse 2]
y’all playin with some yarn
might dissect you like a cell
you think you sound the alarm
but you ain’t ringing the bells
boy you play the recorder
all my affairs are in order
real ones are running the block
you just be playin the corner
now your life ain’t movin forward
oh man what a shame
you ridin for the ends
but they don’t know your name
and now you strapped up
but you ain’t on the offensive
if we come through to take it
you still couldn’t defend it, man

[pre-chorus]
i’m sick of all the talkin
who’s eatin up the beef
somebody p-ss the cutlery
i’m tryna have a feast
now i’m gon take it all
it might be too late for peace
artillery and the ammo
so the firepower increase
p-wn tactics for the king
tryna hit em where it count
if i tag em on the chin
then i know they goin down
for the crown, for the town
i might have to come around
tryna sn-tch it for myself, but you know i make no sound

[chorus]
i’m ready for war
my mandem rocked camo before
foot in the door
and now we just storming the sh-r-
i’m sayin no more
just point up and look at the score
was iffy before
but now all my movements for sure

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