Текст песни War Within - Prozak feat. Ces Cru
Emphatic
with
the
cinematic
rappin'
Infectin'
the
whole
planet
Vocab's
like
deadly
pathogens
Attackin'
and
inhabitin'
Before
you
know
whats
happenin'
These
punchlines'll
blast
ya
like
a
cannon
to
ya
abdomen
and
I'm
still
adament
that
talent
will
manage
the
balance
Between
the
amatuers
and
rappers
above
from
the
average
But
this
stature
ain't
enough
for
"happily
ever-after"
Ya
gotta
make
a
livin'
added
to
support
your
passions
You
see,
the
life
of
an
artist
The
struggle's
hardest,
but
the
hardest
lyrics
come
from
the
struggle
Just
gotta
harvest
it
You
gotta
take
the
good,
the
bad,
somehow
just
make
it
work
Let's
take
a
second
and
just
contemplate
the
universe
...
You
get
it?
Nah
fuck
it,
neither
do
I
Life's
a
mystery
that
defies
all
logic,
it
dont
apply
Homie,
you
can't
see
the
truth
Get
the
proof
of
the
closed
mind
Gotta
stay
true
to
the
path
It'll
happen
in
due
time
Uh
Yeah
Deevil
I
aint
complainin',
I
came
in
the
game
blind
A
little
over
zealous
Afraid
at
the
same
time
They
gunnin'
for
a
spot
They
ain't
comin'
to
claim
mine
And
from
over
here
it
would
appear
clear
they
aint
tryin'
You
brave
enough
to
give
it
up
and
start
another
chapter?
You
really
think
the
planet
needs
another
fuckin'
rapper?
I'll
let
this
shit
swell
around
in
your
head,
homie
I'm
right
inside
the
habit
I'm
in
it
for
grand
only
I
feel
the
need
to
be
on
point
like
a
needle
Everyone
is
a
liar
and
everybody
is
evil
The
rap
game
is
a
construct
for
us
to
be
fucked
in
You
hope
to
make
a
livin'
on
your
back?
Well
good
luck,
friend
I've
finally
found
the
motive,
I'm
motivated
Based
on
what
I'm
told,
I'm
totally
overrated
Could
everyone
who
loves
this
suddenly
grow
to
hate
it
But
still
somehow
show
up
to
the
show
Hopin'
to
fake
it?
Yeah
I'm
past-tense,
past
sins,
past
dividends
I'm
past
money,
past
friends,
past
innocence
I've
been
above,
and
below,
but
now
I'm
past
influence
I've
passed
by
an
astro
passage,
passed
into
it
Last
night,
felt
like
a
past
life
And
seldom
I
act
right
I
stumbled
then
I
fell,
and
collapsed
like
(Ah!)
A
butterfly
knife
The
sum
of
my
life,
my
vision
blurred
Sun
in
my
eyes,
it's
numbin'
my
sight
Like
what
am
I?
The
garbage
disposal?
I
stomach
this
mess?
Now
stick
your
mitten
in
I'll
shred
this
shit
'til
nothin'
is
left
So
I
question
your
fundamentals
Pressed
the
mark
of
the
vocals
Your
target
was
shelves
at
Target
My
target
was
selling
global,
damn!
Maybe
I
need
to
meditate
more
Manifest
it
and
let
it
take
on
form,
etcetera
These
days,
more
than
ever
before
I
wage
war
within
But
never
seen,
but
change
the
score
and
win
CES!
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