War

[Verse 1] In no man’s land, I’ve already come too far Behold the supernova flower, holding on to shooting stars So fantastic, tryna save these planets from Galactus Battling salaries, waging war and massacring challengers This beat, I beat it then repeat it so you know I’m bad Surfing the beat like it’s a sea to me, I’m Norrin Radd So brash, far from average, I mean to brag Come toe to toe, leave you spoiled like centrefolds of them porno mags You don’t want none, you don’t wanna fuck with this Even Sun Tzu would be like, what the fuck is this The Art Of War but I’m something more of a Warhol Spitting rounds like shotguns will leave your face sawed off Life’s a bitch, of course you want some more whores Life’s a beach, I’m with mi Amor at the foreshore Dropping tsunamis, better stop playing in the sand Man of the millennium, keep it 1000, feeling grand I keep going no period, I’m fucking up your backup plan You tryna be an idol to a god, you better back up, man Don’t’ get off on the wrong foot, you better get back The grass is always greener, but I’m more of a meth lab [Hook] Lord, give me peace, or I’ma have to go to war Lord, give me peace, or I’ma have to go to war Lord, give me peace, or I’ma have to go to war Make ‘em rest in peace, I‘ma kill ‘em all Lord, give me peace, or I’ma have to go to war Lord, give me peace, or I’ma have to go to war Lord, give me peace, or I’ma have to go to war Make ‘em rest in peace, I‘ma kill ‘em all [Verse 2] For the colour of money, fuck a racist I just want a pocket full of black faces Watch the throne, see me chilling with my seat back The flow’s so dope, it’s like I dropped out of rehab One of The Nicest, THC, where the weed at This that brand new, this ain’t a re-hash You know the tree of knowledge, well the original seed’s back Hope you listening as I rip these beats, Ripley believe that Seeing is believing but I know that you feeling this Meeting demons, seeking to leave the meaningless I am a god, word to Psalms 82 God made me, then look at what he made me do Ripping all of these beats apart like it’s an art I’m an artist and my art is what sets me apart From all of these monotonous arseholes who’s lacking awesomeness I gallivant ‘round ticking bombs while pondering up awesome shit No disarmament, I spit more fire than an arsonist Laughing as I come across the throne and then upon it sit ‘Cause money was funny ‘til they couldn’t find where the profit is If you’re hungry for money, War’s the only conglomerate [Hook]