Other Side

Lyrics

[Intro: Chris Brown, Inch] Oh, na-na-na-na The man want war (War) (War) What you say? What do you say? What you say, nigga? (Say, nigga) (War) Yeah, yeah The man want war (War) Ow! [Chorus: Chris Brown] If I take a life How can I apologize? (Oh) Either it's you or me Takin' that journey to the other side Woah [Verse 1: Inch] Them boys some punk, them man get me vexxed (War) They ain't bad, akh, they just got a bad reflex (Eh) About war with war, they can't test with S (War) A button won't press, the man don't press (War) Bloodclart, I mix the dope with the bloodclart (War) A war da bloodclart, bare jawns in this bloodclart (Eh) Look pon me face, my yute (War) Just can't drop out my zoot, my yute (War) Gunshot right out the boot, my yute (War) Look pon my shoe, dem my boot, my yute [Verse 2: Sleeks] They don't want war (War) Brap-brap, beat up your car (Car) Gang-gang on the M-way Man done shut down anywhere fast (Fast) Grass, treezy I'm in Amsterdam gettin' weedy (Weedy) Whip the work up with Breezy Still up in the ends, can't see me (See me) Get it in, get it gone Trap, break a brick with my back (Back) Trapstar but I rap (Rap) Got a alleyway full of cats They don't want war (War) Them man, they're all talk (Talk) Take man's girl on tour Why you think that she's airin' your calls? (Airin' your calls) [Chorus: Chris Brown] If I take a life How can I apologize? (Oh) Either it's you or me Takin' that journey to the other side Woah [Verse 4: Littlez] They ain't 'bout it, they ain't talkin' (Talkin') Move the food like a market (Uh-huh) Bro-bro with a rare ten (Rare ten) Brap-brap in the rocket (Brap-brap) Big strap like a car seat (Skrrt) Young darg, you might bark it (Boi) We the boys from the back streets (Skrrt) Tell dem boy to move cautious (Tell dem boy to move cautious) They don't want war (War) Tell your mate better be calm (Calm) Back it out and they back down (Back it out) Lift the weight, get a pack gone (Boi) Trap yard with a bad jawn (Trap) On the strip, fuck a lap dance (Fuck that) Ask bro, everything's calm (Calm) Your girl wanna take a chance (Uh) [Verse 5: Swift] See a peng girl, "Yo, wagwan?" (Peng, peng) Gang-gang, girl, I ain't no stank (Gang, gang-gang-gang) Take the packs, laugh like ha (Haha) Take the what, and left the what? (Hahaha) Skrrt-skrrt, jump out doors (Skrrt-skrrt) Uh-uh, you don't want war (Uh-uh, uh-uh) Bumbaclart, mix it with the rough (Mixed with the rough) Them gyal just wanna do talk [Chorus: Chris Brown] If I take a life How can I apologize? (Oh) Either it's you or me Takin' that journey to the other side Woah [Verse 6: Deepee] Uh (Uh) I'm with Double 0, I don't need no pass No cuffin' hoes, the homies dem pass She suck it whole, but might speak with class, rah Granny titties, them man there soft (Soft) The savage in me, he bet I laugh Get the package emptied in rented cars (Skrrt) Pack it out Amnes' comin' in plenty (Load) Book me, I be cookie scented 'Cause I do the stage and shut down with squa' (Gang-gang-gang-gang) I'm not sayin' I'm Escobar But I rap hard and I really let go bars Foreign jawns in my section yard I'm not a star, but I did guest from far (Section) [Verse 7: Chris Brown] I'm spendin' money 'cause a nigga never had it And my dreams turnin' niggas into addicts Top shotta, got the chopper sittin' right under the mattress They shot from the gauge of the rusty, but nigga, fuck practice I don't really talk on the phone when I move them things See them feds, the location change AK's, AR's, major pain Bitch niggas want all the money and fame But I'll never tell them 'bout the package Who am I? Bitch, I'm a savage All of your bitches fanatics Make the work, do a back flip, I'm doin' gymnastics [Chorus: Chris Brown] If I take a life How can I apologize? (Oh) Either it's you or me Takin' that journey to the other side Woah [Verse 8: HoodyBaby] Coca-Cola, my sponsor Do the math, do the numbers All my trap goin' bonkers Play with me, we gon' stomp ya We suggestin' a turf war Want respect, you gotta work for it Word around that the feds on me I been sellin' dope at my merch store Plant the seed, watch the Earth grow Play with me, watch your girl go Kidnappin' can't fix that Six bricks, that's a six-pack Two-piece, that's a Kit-Kat We take the work, we don't get taxed HoodBaby, my paper good In the neighborhood where my Crips at [Outro: Chris Brown] Oh, na-na-na-na Oh, na-na-na-na-na