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It's a war going on

It's a war going on

Yeah it's a war going on

God told me this movie will write itself

Spread love be wise and let foolery fight itself

Cause it's a war going on outside on the corner

It's a war on your tv screen every morning

Not the war with the bombs and the helicopters swarming

But the war for your soul that's what everyone's ignoring

It's a war going on

Yeah it's a war going on

I was just talking to the homie the other day man

He said I'mma pump this f**kin' caine pump this f**kin' caine

Hug this block tote this f**kin' glock all you suckas lame

This my spot this my f**kin' spot you know what I rep

I go deebo with my way up from a kilo on that step

Tell the death yeah I mean the death let that pistol talk

You say truce me speaking no english b***h go get some heart

F**k the law n***a f**k the law they can see me too

F**k a school and the teacher too they don't teach the truth

What's a pops never had a pop let that ratchet pop

I'm too real gave a fiend a pill for a magnavox

Man f**k we got f**k we really got but this gutter shit

All my niggas hug the strip and all my bitches love to strip

So suck a d**k I got kids and a baby mama too

Yeah she work my f**king nerves like a baby mama do

I be stressed I be hella stressed smoke a bunch of weed

High for real pop the pill and drop the xanny in my lean

I can scream cause you just smile like everything is fine

Hope is fun when I grab my gun come take your life or mine

Suicide yeah it's suicide life is suicide

F**k your right or wrong the shit that I been on is do or die

If I do I die if I don't I die that's suicide

Got the devil with a gun against my brain like choose a side

Cause it's a war going on

Cause it's a war going on outside on the corner

It's a war on your tv screen every morning

Not the war with the bombs and the helicopters swarming

But the war for your soul that's what everyone's ignoring

It's a war going on

Yeah it's a war going on

God told me this movie will write itself

Spread love be wise and let foolery fight itself

Cause it's a it's a it's a war going on

Love ya

I love the hood with my whole heart

It whole heartedly been a part of me in my own thought

Process so I digest through my own art

That I'm blessed though I digress due to slow starts

But who else could bring the hood out

And tell 'em when they let god in it brings the good out

Learn a lesson and listen

My current composition concerns your present condition

And turn direction envision of givin' blessings and wishin' you well

Well wishing and tales fishing

Siftin' through hell's kitchen to find good

Have a god-like mind as the divine should

Define good within yourself I think the time's good

And may these lines live forever like a line should

It's a war going on and your soul fighting

So frightening within you I see thunder and both lightening

Boat striking snow ice and hail

Your whole life unfold like cold nights in hell

In a mode like you're feeling low like like you don't like yourself

You got no sight no insight

No foresight that's the shit that your foes like

Run up on a n***a get 'em froze like

Put the 4-4 to his foes like

Niggas 'bout to take a pic trying to get the pose right

Red dot headshot hit 'em close like

Like like all theses niggas I've got to shoot one

F**k one pistol I'm cocking two guns

F**k shoe money I'm coppin' coupes son

No y'all niggas not 'bout to do none

Guns that's a way of life get money not god

You got guns we got bigger guns go get one and I ride

If I die they say I went hard I go super hard

b***h you with this shits or not we gon' get this loot or starve

F**k you doing writin' in a pad f**k you making songs

What you rappin' boy you know what's happ'nin' that shit take too long

F**k you mean get this f**king cream get this f**king cream

Hug this block tote this f**king glock can't let these suckers scheme

Shit too real shit too f**king real I'm too real to dream

So when it's

This cold world won't feel a thing

Lonely days are gone

All them nights to come

Waited to be yours

So let's make love not war

So let the choir sing and let 'em know

So let the choir sing and let 'em know

So let the choir sing and let 'em know

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