Текст песни War - MAGIC
(*talking*)
This
organization
was
built
on
me
What
I
put
together,
that
no
man
come
in
between
I
am
the
foundation,
and
I
will
weather
the
storm
You
don't
wanna
go
to,
you
don't
wanna
go
to
You
don't
wanna
go
to
war
with
us
You
don't
wanna
go
to,
you
don't
wanna
go
to
What...
[Chorus]
You
don't
wanna
go
to
war
with
us
My
niggas
be
too
dangerous
You
don't
wanna
go
to
war
with
these
Soldier
boys
we
bout
it
bout
it,
so
nigga
please
whooa
You
don't
wanna
go
to
war
with
us
My
niggas
be
too
dangerous
You
don't
wanna
go
to
war
with
these
You
hating
my
click,
well
nigga
please
whooa
[Magic]
See
I'm
sick
dog,
and
I
rip
your
lip
off,
if
I
get
pissed
off
Or
ripped
off
uh-huh,
that's
when
the
shit
starts
I'm
vicious,
I
didn't
get
all
of
my
shots
When
I
bite
I
lock,
and
I
won't
let
loose
until
the
bones
pop
And
I
watch
you,
until
your
vital
signs
stop
And
walk
off
in
the
night,
with
no
worries
fuck
the
cops
This
shit
is
real
dog,
play
with
us
and
watch
how
many
pop
up
In
the
junk
yard
scattered
round,
bodies
all
chopped
up
If
I
flip
out,
I
take
a
quick
flight
up
out
the
country
Better
ask
somebody,
Mr.
Magic
he
acts
a
donkey
I
spit
shit
that
make
the
average,
not
stand
a
chance
And
I
keep
spitting
until
the
top
dogs,
know
I'm
the
man
I'm
running
you
back
to
the
streets,
go
and
hustle
the
corners
This
time
I'm
playing
for
keeps,
so
I
think
you
wouldn't
wanna
Four
c-notes
turn
to
dimes,
and
dimes
turn
to
ones
Your
pockets
is
getting
young
son,
so
[Chorus]
[Magic]
Close
and
personal
with
the
sorrow
Connected
with
the,
crooked
to
fire
your
hips
Whole
nation
regretting,
that
their
punishment
raised
killas
You
forget
about
having
this,
the
game
not
fair
No
trusting
in
one
another,
when
the
love
not
there
I
promise
thug
life,
niggas
control
this
track
Since
you
niggas
twisted
the
game,
we
just
twisting
it
back
I'm
related
to
hurting,
hurting
by
material
praise
Settle
for
less,
and
let
the
stress
make
us
forget
about
better
days
Have
mercy,
these
demons
wouldn't
guide
us
right
We
come
if
nobody's
trying
to
make
it,
to
the
guiding
light
I'm
a
victim
of
living,
pay
me
what
you
owe
and
hate
And
let
me
die,
with
a
smiling
face
Just
me
and
my
people
thugging
forever,
we
no
longer
bleed
no
mo'
And
who
so
ever
approach
us,
don't
wan
breathe
no
mo'
Give
a
blessing
to
every
nigga,
that
held
us
down
My
people
issue
in
hell
right
now
[Chorus]
[Magic]
I'm
a
ridiculous
lyricist,
you
hear
the
fire
in
my
vocals
You
can't
keep
up,
and
oh
well
got
me
some
more
sales
25
years
old,
but
I'm
young
and
I'm
still
learning
This
shit
just
pours
outta
me,
keep
the
c.d.s
burning
Fuck
gold,
I'm
trying
to
sell
a
couple
of
mill
If
this
ain't
my
year,
then
somebody
is
getting
killed
Excuse
my
anger,
but
I
feel
like
I'm
being
cheated
I
won't
be
denied,
I
refuse
to
be
defeated
If
we
broke
we
jacking,
anything
got
cash
If
I
can't
make
it
in
this
rap,
y'all
better
kill
my
ass
Cause
I
click
off
knock
your
dick
off,
and
leave
you
stuck
out
If
I
let
you
live,
then
pray
nigga
cause
you
been
lucked
out
Ahh
I
abuse
you,
and
the
shadow
behind
you
Beat
you
both
to
death,
where
they
mama
she
couldn't
find
you
And
them
people
that
signed
you,
got
to
charge
it
to
the
game
Still
the
same,
ain't
a
thang
changed
[Chorus
- 1/2]
Альбом
White Eyes
1 War
2 Smoke On
3 Never Slippin'
4 Ball Like Us
5 What
6 Good Life
7 Fire
8 I'll Be There
9 What U Gonna Do
10 Hustler
11 Hustler
12 Creepers
13 I'll Be There
14 What Up Then
15 Shake A Little Something
16 With You
17 Friday
18 Forgive Us
19 Outro
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