Ready 4 War

[Intro: Frukwan (Lady Tigra)] Oh shit, I don't believe this shit, yo babe (What's wrong honey?) Yo babe, we gotta get the fuck out of here Get the kids, get your shit (Where are we going?) You hear that shit, it's on, shit is goin' down (What is goin' down?) We gotta get the fuck out of here I gotta protect mines (But we in this together) Fuck that, I ain't tryin' to hear that, now lets go, lets go Yo, yo [Frukwan] Top breeze, in fill smoke chokin' your lungs Heart rate gozzle, like you was drunk Panic spreadin' wide yo, it's gettin' dark outside Walls of crime, ready to strike, ain't much time Secondary flares, so get prepared for the heat Gears and metal shells that be breakin' the streets Concrete ready for war, yo, word to the mother Fuck around, it's the real band of brothers Out flank, position and rank, M1 tank Diggin' the trench, look out for the land mines Walk The Green Mile, and I snipe the crook Fuck you bitch, givin' up my life for this Cause and effects, dead souls won't regret Live to learn, dues that I paid to earn Civilize in response, yo I'm wrong to trust Ain't no one alive that could fuck with us [Chorus 2X: Frukwan & Lady Tigra] My brothers ready for war? (Yeah!) Ready, knock down the doors? (Yeah!) Time to find their heads on the floor? (Yeah!) Can we keep it one for all? (Yeah!) [Lady Tigra] Ya'll niggas wanna test my skills I aim squeeze and cock deals, set you on a burning chill Get you shaking up the side, cause of the words you feel Wanna sell out for the bucks, pluss the house on the hill Got no time for the truth, so you packin' the steel Got a bullet for your boss, 'fore them quiets reveal [Frukwan] Lookin' for scraps, bottom dead corpse for maps Plenty more layin' flat, yeah I'm after that Creepin' the fridge, so I lay await in the ditch Flippin' the switch, throw your fuckin' ass to bits All alone in the world that be cold as ice Sacrifice, images is rushin' my site Actin' strange, at times be forgettin' my name Walkin' over skulls and brains, part remains Blood is spilt, see it on my homeboy's kilt Feelin' the guilt, wakin' up in cold sweats Toasted, fuckin' with the rats and roaches Make a brother cry when you see a man coverd with flies No lies, no disguise, no alibis Just lettin' off a smell that be worse then hell Stick it with hits, bullets strip, this is it So welcome to the bottomless pits [Chorus 2X] [Frukwan] Yo, airborne yo I bomb, word is bond My spies penetrate, never fail they gather entail Wanna lick a few silence, kid stop the violence For the advance, ten inch guns releasin' gas Move they grind, diminish, completely finish Raise the flag of the gods, sun, moon, and the stars Star trooper, black laws, enforced officers Cougin' up, tossin' off metals of violence Met at the scholars, feedin' off the greeds of dollars Propaganda is random, rips and tantrums Feel me, then drop the anthem, yo [Chorus 3X]