. Don't wanna kill (Kill!), fight (Fight!), Or die for your war machine. I'm looking for a brand new day, With a fist in the air the kids all say: War
up in arms and armed Bring all the king's horses and all the king's men Bring all the king's horses and all the king's men Push on, plod on these legs
번역: 모든 권위주의에 대항한. 전쟁 기계 현황.
번역: 사이렌의 수신 엔드. 모두에 대한 모든 전쟁.
We kill to survive We are the corps of corpses, We are up in arms and armed Bring all the king's horses and all the king's men Push on, plod on, these
all of the walls that they built in the seventies finally fall And all of the houses they build in the seventies finally fall Meant nothin' at all Meant nothin' at all
war I show you fagots what this Swartz is for Hidding spots in the door for the glocks is for Read the papers, '94 I took the cops to war Half of y'
high, gettin head on the beach Chillin, sittin on about half a million With all my niggaz, all my guns, all my women Next two years, I should see about a billion All
for that cheddar O please, I switch cheese to leather Uh, yeh, uh, yeh, uh, check it out yo Y'all niggas say what y'all wanna say Feel how y'all wanna
I.G.] To all my Brooklyn (Niggas!) To all my Uptown (You niggas understand?!) To all my Bronx (It's war nigga) To all my Queensbridge (I'll blow you away
the pain you're tasting When you started walking out Ooh, mercy, mercy, it's a hard game When love is war and war will never be the answer I feel that rage again
gift to me A salvo of heavy artillery There's nothing about your war You can call it what you like I know where I'm from And it's cold and dark 'Cause all
is strapped, ready for war (Get out the H-K) Word up, our niggas is strapped, ready for war (Fuck!) Word up, our niggas is strapped, ready for war Niggas
razors No mercy for a sucker that wages War, I'll take the floor, even the score Grab the microphone and proceed to roar [ ROUND 2: MC Taste ] Are y'all set, all
a pocket, got no pills If fear hasn't killed me yet, then nothing will All the suffering and all the pain Never left a name I'm in the war of my life
thinkin' it all started fussin' wit three guys Nigga pride in the way but your pride is the way you can fuck Around get shot down any day Niggas die everyday, all
carnivore when there's so much at steak. Aint tryin to fight no war against my brother. But i'm a man first and i demand my respect from all 'em. success
