paroles de chanson Start a War - M.I.C.
La
da
la
da
da
da,
this
is
how
you
start
a
war
La
da
la
da
da
da,
this
is
how
you
start
a
war
La
da
la
da
da
da,
this
is
how
you
start
a
war
La
da
la
da
da
da,
this
is
how
you
start
a
war
It's
time
to
pick
up
the
axe
again,
M.I.C.
is
the
acronym
I'm
a
monster
in
the
cypher,
but
you
don't
know
the
half
of
it
Killing
M.I.C.s
like
I'm
Khan,
I
want
the
world
and
beyond
I'm
packing
poison
in
my
pen,
like
some
chemical
bomb
So
if
you're
crossing
the
line,
you're
getting
hit
with
a
derringer
Anyone
could
get
it,
don't
you
think
that
I'm
sparing
you
Heart
of
a
Caesar,
I
could
paint
Mona
Lisa
Them
same
hands
making
art
could
have
you
meeting
the
Reaper
Like
balloons
on
your
head,
if
you're
wanting
the
static
See,
we
could
keep
it
gentleman,
or
we
could
make
it
drillmatic
I'll
take
my
words
like
a
woodsmith
and
build
you
a
casket
And
in
the
land
of
enchantment,
boy,
I'm
that
desert
savage
Hit
the
beat
and
go
berserk,
never
scared
of
the
work
In
the
wild
west,
like
Fivevel
psycho
nut
since
my
birth
Leonidas
with
the
rhymes,
so
which
one
of
you
are
first
It's
gonna
take
a
bigger
army
just
to
knock
me
in
the
dirt
La
da
la
da
da
da,
this
is
how
you
start
a
war
La
da
la
da
da
da,
this
is
how
you
start
a
war
See
me
on
the
front
line,
ready
for
war
You
don't
want
mine,
confide
to
the
trenches
My
vengeance,
bloody
and
reckless
and
maggot
infested
Titans
emerging,
they
scatter
in
seconds
No
need
to
feed
em
lead,
cause
this
lethal
pen
Bringing
them
dread,
you
can
see
the
end
ha.
Motherfucker,
your
king
is
dead
Due
to
refusal
to
bring
me
bread.
Simple
fate,
I
liquidate
In
the
name,
Santa
Muerte,
hear
me
pray
Listen
and
witness
the
fear
we
bring.
Beautiful
death,
pure
and
clean
Whisper
the
name
only
heard
in
dreams.
Baptize
me
in
murquerian
seas
Miles
and
miles,
no
mercy
seen.
Drown
in
the
sound
of
their
cursed
screams
La
la
la
la
la
da
da,
this
is
how
you
end
a
war
Gold
and
steel,
your
soldiers
feel.
The
message
as
they
fall
to
score
I
promise
you
don't
want
no
trouble.
Kingdoms
get
reduced
to
rubble
Step
and,
they
be
leaving
humble.
M.I.C.,
and
me
A
couple
beasts
receive
a
feast
of
knuckles.
Legions
of
defeated
mumble
Rappers
left
to
bleed
and
suffer.
Praying
they
won't
meet
another
With
these
lyrics,
we're
lethal.
Your
bar
can
never
be
equal
You
hear
us
preaching
ghetto
gospel
like
you're
under
the
steeple
This
wax
could
turn
to
wet
work
if
there's
really
an
issue
Warrior
code
in
my
blood,
yeah,
we
got
it
from
my
people
All
gas
when
we
riding,
your
casualties
if
we're
colliding
Oh
yeah,
you
got
a
little
pack,
but
what's
hyenas
to
lions
There's
myrmidons
beside
me
if
we're
getting
hardcore
You're
looking
at
Achilles,
you
don't
wanna
start
a
war
I
promise
you
don't
want
no
trouble.
Kingdoms
get
reduced
to
rubble
Step
and,
they
be
leaving
humble.
M.I.C.
and
me
A
couple
beasts
receive
a
feast
of
knuckles.
Legions
of
defeated
mumble
Rappers
left
to
bleed
and
suffer.
Praying
they
won't
meet
another
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