Famine, war, sickness and disaster
Or something that you paid for
But you hate them navel kisses
War between poorness and richness
Something in his arm, he pushing more and more
Its the last prime to death, and we screaming out war
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
Rap's a war on the street - daffy daily turned me an amputee
Everyday some kids go out and fight war/
Not one j got a pair or more
At the war, i set blitzkrieg and your under a deep sleep
I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique
There's war going on outside, y'all should never rhyme,
Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time
And my name is devin i got a big d (hehe) i can take you to france (wewe) did you
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
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