War Machine

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz] Mutilate massacre mummies that's comin' to maim you Sit upon horseback with the skull of an angel I have never seen God but I'm suddenly able I was strugglin' with life, now I'm luckily stable It's like a long cold knife that's stuck in the navel Y'all are snake oil salesmen livin' the fable If you ain't never been to Hell then I'm willin' to take you Death isn't initial but I'm willin' and able I will take your fuckin' food while I'm still at your table The hunger pains is stunning mayne, feeling is fatal I ain't never gonna leave cause Philly is faithful Tully Blanchard, Ole Anderson still in the stable [Verse 2: Reef the Lost Cauze] From the land of lost dreams and broken pavements Kids get killed right where Edgar Allan Poe wrote The Raven Our great granddaddy was sold for a few Shekels So niggas will kill you for eyein' some new J's and few pretzels They might short a life for water ice, dependin' on what's sorta night They having, a stabbing in his jacket where you store the knife Get your beard faded, A-O-T-P we're faded Vodka and Henny and then we're blazin' The weed I smoke make you make weird faces More fuckin' grass than where there was a deer grazin' Subhan Allah, give the hammer a draw Years from now they'll tell the tale about the animal Cauze Gone! [Hook: Crypt the Warchild] Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself We make it easy for you, this may help So if you think that you can fix yourself - slit your wrists yourself We make it easy for you, this may help Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself Yeah, we make it easy for you, this may help So if you think that you can fix yourself - slit your wrists yourself We make it easy for you, this may help [Verse 3: Celph Titled] You in karate class, I'm cockin' shottys back (Yeah!) Fuck a stash box, I just keep mines on my lap (Uh!) Ring my doorbell (Stupid!), and you're knockin' on death's door I told you I said, "War" (Grr), probably what you got on them vests for The shooters on standby Whoever said it's gangsters in your crew is a damn liar (Fuck you!) Look, all I do is rap and this gun speech Lyrics I spit so hard, I chip my front teeth (Aah!) That FN Five-seveN is a no-joker Shoot a snowman in your front yard, you'd think I had a snow blower (Damn!) Hyped for the kill, I run 'round amp'd And after I fire them shots I'm doin' a touchdown dance [Verse 4: Esoteric] Yo, the flyest spittin' the murderous science fiction I talk to these rappers like they're my personal Brian Griffin You're lost into raps addiction, you cannot deny you're listenin' If you're fuckin' with the Pharaohs, you can wind up missin' Knowimsaying? Reminiscin' on the past, as we drown in laughter One leaks a meltdown disaster Fukushima radioactive, holdin' cats captive Spit raps with the force of a Bullmastiff Who wanna test ES, hoping that he get respected? Who really wanna step and get their neck disconnected? Akita snap the leash, rough and ragged beast On my grind like jagged teeth, Mr. Fantastic reach [Hook: Crypt the Warchild] Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself We make it easy for you, this may help So if you think that you can fix yourself - slit your wrists yourself We make it easy for you, this may help Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself Yeah, we make it easy for you, this may help So if you think that you can fix yourself - slit your wrists yourself We make it easy for you, this may help [Verse 5: Crypt the Warchild] These Potholes In My Lawn is wild drawn Got Me Myself and I from now on Hatin' lust can only make a love child spawn Now I walk, with this cross I bear to die on Ain't into holdin' grudges, let bygones be bygones You's an earthworm, I'm a Burmese python We ain't in the same lane - What the fuck is you high on? Little alley cats ain't built to eat with a lion Crash through the fences, I ain't reachin' for no pylon Team is light work, trynna to fuck with an icon Satanic spirits got you sleepin' with your lights on Do yourself a favor, take this .45 to cry on [Verse 6: Apathy] Shooby-doo-wop pop my switchblade You ever seen a dead body overturned, bitch maid Your bitch made... me a little sandwich when I managed To leave her pantless and when she called my phone I spoke Spanish Like, "No hablo inglés", sprayed it all on her face Then asked her how them baby molecules taste I make her booty wobble in place and bobble the bass I'm with God up in space, got a lot of squads to erase And every verse I kick, it's like the worse I get I'm sick, tell Smurfette to smurf my dick My clique, holy wise men, Kings of the North Star The knucklehead hooligans, that fucked up your sports bar [Hook: Crypt the Warchild] Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself We make it easy for you, this may help So if you think that you can fix yourself - slit your wrists yourself We make it easy for you, this may help Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself Yeah, we make it easy for you, this may help So if you think that you can fix yourself - slit your wrists yourself We make it easy for you, this may help