World Wars ft. Goatz

it's 2022 and the world is still evil and cruel

not even positive vibes or even changes could help people

instead we are in a toxic environment full of hate

and its gets worse and worse of all?

 

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing, but im sick of the fighting

Like a peruvian kid fighting fo gauchos, body doze, who ? give em karate blows

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black, the fact i shout while i'm fighting crap

Fighting crime like the, dark knight, time ain't on her side

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

fighting chumps fighting like spartans

battling words to people who can't understand em, arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

Them niggas lack comprehension like underground when their celly ring

Gave myself a new birth and another shot at competition,

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees, fighting vicious like please

To, whoever fights back, i'll be here,

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Fights break out because of the little things

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Except the ones about my life, my strife, it's trife, knife fights,

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

And fights paparazzi for takin a few snaps/

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

i'm not about violence, rocking out like Ghani

why the fuck would i say anything about your body?

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

Never had fights even on the coldest of days

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

Gave me a burn on my hurting heart

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

What's the appeal? to you hurting people i care and love?/

But after a drink its her pussy he was hurting,

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

So we rhyme for the hurting, poor hard working for,

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

Learnng these people i'm hurting you are hung

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

Begin learning stop yearning take what you want stop hurting

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

 

just like world war 1 and 2

people getting upset, what's wrong with you

this is a world war we are living in

from protests, shots fired, and judging for wearing a kind of skin

not just a good fight, a wrong type for what's right

one for killing some, rules not followed, unfaired choices,

running entertainment, disrupting a pavement

such a evil heart, such a evil world

i dont need a documentary to know how sour candy tastes

we are batting inner demons, and the outside kind, sometimes no reason

we are in so much pain, such a waste

 

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

They grew up in cycles of poverty and violence,

I dont sing on beats, i rap about violence.

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

I go through phases of violence

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Cause violence is the only way i'd win

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Okay lamborghini mercy, yo chick, she so thirsty

Violence, crime, famine, lack of structure, poverty,

Sick of seeing crime and rape and all this bitter ass violence,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

My blade hungers for an end to its lonliness of violence

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

Unnecessary violence just wildin for attention

Violence, crime, famine, lack of structure, poverty,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

I dont sing on beats, i rap about violence.

Today i'm here to bring the news, all just stop the violence,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Can you picture my specific plan

But i love violence, i'm just a man,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Combine violence, silence, phonetics

They grow up in cycles of poverty and violence,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

So look at my evolution and what the fuck you are losing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing, but he don't rule a thing

Look at all the hoes you losing

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

Worried about losing you you ain't even mine

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Mentally losing control, taken the pole,

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

Earth's losing gravity 'n slowly stops spinning.

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Influenced by how you just cope with losing

Under performing i'm under #performance, losing my thoughts/

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

What up girl, tell me how you been

My grip on the real world's losing traction.

 

just like world war 1 and 2

people getting upset, what's wrong with you

this is a world war we are living in

from racism, capitalism, dumb-ass trends, rejected friends

depression, we all fucking exhausted, nudity, want at em', want a piece of me,

privacy destroyed and recorded, lots of neglect, less excitement,

departed, demented, no puns intended

viruses infected, the website inherit unexpect and disrespect

we are batting inner demons, and the outside kind, sometimes no reason

we are in so much pain, such a waste

 

Hopped on a Track with Musically Once Again.

While you got the Marines who Marched Again.

Them nigga's thought my career died well far from them.

Living in an Environment? While next Nigga's from ''Ireland''.

People Tryna put me down, They Can't say 'three' you Fucking Clowns.

While i'm Playing a Beat hearing all these Different Sounds.

Trying to Picture what kind of G.O.A.T i am now.

But that's not what it's all about, Few years ago, I received all the Clout.

Seein how them Rappers Treating me now, Crazy how im saying it Loud.

I'm killing it like Super-Man. Flying through all these Clouds.

Got a reputation, While im dealing with all these life Situations.

I'm keeping the low sucess of my life at it's Patience.

While i'm spitting at my audience that i call Patients.

Your curious how the mind-set creatin them Statements.

I never be so fast at the productive side of my Lateness.

Half ya'll Niggas thought my Legacy is Over.

While im dealing with the flows constantly as i'm Older.

My bars gettin Colder, Reppin the UK like a Navy Soldier.

 

no one dies from a winning battle,

it's unstoppable, suicide, original, and political

though we might not win, our hearts stand our grounds

and getting our asses kicked will be the greatest fight and lesson

we livin in a outrageous world war, heres a suggest, no division,

that's the conclusion

 

just like world war 1 and 2

people getting upset, what's wrong with you

this is a world war we are living in

cars breaking down, hearts on the ground, police cars flying about

make-believe facts, violence attract, no turning back

a bit from a dalmatian, ruined three to six paid vacation

gross as fuck, there ain't no thing of dumb luck,

i ain't rapping just for shit, but writing isn't all it

we are batting inner demons, and the outside kind, sometimes no reason

we are in so much pain, such a waste

 

no last words, just the look alone gives a sting

so did we win, let's consider, let's see

what good came out of all of the war

when we basically lost pretty much everything