Текст песни 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