Homies dying like this is fucking war times
Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live
You rap as if you've been through a war
Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more
Always knew where the pot was
War between poorness and richness
Famine, war, sickness and disaster
I don't know.. what you're lookin' for
They fiend in the door
Money is worst than a war
That's why you'll find her on the floor
The world is already full of war
Too dumb war comes with plight
Ain't that how black's do it, right
Something worth dying for
On a horse i ride into war
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