We Are At War

[Intro: Bumpy Knuckles] You know it's always crazy to me to see how, much monetary value You know underground hip hop has lost, in the last ten, to, fifteen years You know, when the fans, you know, wanna get or take your music for free And feel like you know I got it already why should I buy it? You know, that, that's, that's detrimental to the artist number one But more so to the culture, it's, it's detrimental to the culture because... You know when somethin ain't worth nothin, who feels they wanna pay for it You know what I'm sayin? And...it's hurtful Not just to the artist, but to the culture You know, that's, that's a war, we're fightin a war And the war's against ourselves....crazy [DJ Premier Scratching] We-We-W-W-W-We-We-W-W-W-We are at war! We-We-W-W-W-We-We-We-W-W-W-W-We are at war! (Bumpy Knuckles baby!) We-We-We-are-are-are-a-a-a-a-a-are-are-are at war! (HA HA HA HA HA!) We-We-W-W-W-W-W-We-We-W-W-W-W-We are at war! [Verse One: Bumpy Knuckles] I spit the g style verse, in my prime I'm still primin, gangsta, with my rhymes While y'all niggas act twenty one I stand firm as a O.G. plenty guns And more smarts throw darts, I'm built on bumps and bruises Bump loses is what y'all losers news is But I got a different forecast you bastards I'm well trained of keepin it blasted Got knowledge from Muhammed Nur, pure for sure And Shorty Dogg pumpin shells, through your door Hands up like the party is rockin we in your pocket Cause with all this free shit it's time to stop it I used to beat a bootlegger to death Now I got to send a legal letter, I think the fans ought to treat me better These rap niggas say, Bump ain't a top five Well fuck you your top five and their slut wives [DJ Premier Scratching] W-W-We-are-are-are-are-at-at-a-a-a-a-at-at-war! W-W-W-We-We-are at-are at-are-a-a-are-at-war! (Yeah!!) W-W-W-W-W-W-We-We-We-We-W-W-W-We-We are at war! (Word up!) W-W-We-W-W-We-W-W-We-are-are-are-a-a-at-w-war! (Word up! Keep rockin!) [Verse Two: Bumpy Knuckles] I'm at war with the foulness that looks through browsers These IP killers I wanna crack their snousers Log on! Now everybody wanna be philisophic Well let me fill you with a realer topic Everybody love hip hop, or sayin they do So I make it, with Premo and play it for you And while your sittin their eyes closed lovin the feelin Your man on the laptop stealin That's like a kick in the groin piece, the fan thief The soundbyte, somethin just don't sound right So now you makin excuses like "I'm a fan And I deserve to pick fruit from the tree" Yeah! Well y'all keep pickin, I keep fightin You keep stealin, I keep writin And real niggas do real shit, in hip hop Like sayin what the fuck it really is, and not bitin [DJ Premier Scratchin] W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-We are at war! (Rock on!) W-We are-are-are at-are at-are at-are at-are at-w-war! (Y'all know what it is!!) W-W-We-a-a-are at-W-W-W-We are at war! W-W-W-We-We are-are-are-are-are-are-W-W-We are at war!