The final war of the whack and sick
What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick
It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for
Everyday some kids go out and fight war/
See, i like the person that you are
Famine, war, sickness and disaster
So much class, double d’s and ass
My war and my weapon is all i have
Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more
I'm on a playground, and i'm looking just to start a war.
At the war, i set blitzkrieg and your under a deep sleep
The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat
War between poorness and richness
That's why i shine like i does
Need i say more out in singapore
Money is worst than a war
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