Take ’Em to War

Lyrics

[Chorus] Shit ain't never gonna change (Fuck it!) Time to load the clips (Then we take 'em to war!) Niggas wanna flip (Then we take 'em to war!) Break a nigga proper (Then we break him some more!) [Verse 1: MF Grimm] I represent the murderers and felony offenders Who even bought time out to get these legal tenders (Surrender) Nah, I'm goin' out with a bang nigga Fuck Pataki, I gotta do my thang, nigga Forty-four mag, bustin' into action Brains left in particles, fragments and fractions Grimm, the money stacker, heat packer I'm lurkin', I'm waitin', attackin' like a linebacker Fuck what you heard, crime pays And always, unorthodox, I hold my pistol sideways We kill crews, hearts go numb And if retaliation comes, then, yo, fuck it—it just comes (Yo, who you?) I'm Dr. Death, motherfucker, ever heard of me? Close your eyes, cross your fingers, time for surgery I'm already dead, so, nah—you can't murder me 'Cause quantities of entities enter me evilly [Chorus] Shit ain't never gonna change (Fuck it!) Time to load the clips (Then we take 'em to war!) Niggas wanna flip (Then we take 'em to war!) Break a nigga proper (Then we break him some more!) [Verse 2: B1] Since I murder for hire, rapid fire's what I require Makin' niggas perspire, so send a message through the wire 'Cause violence is contagious, it got me bustin' gauges The '95 Larry Davis and I'm wettin' niggas for wages Queens is the home of 1, the known felon And ain't no tellin' when I'mma crack your fuckin' melon For the right amount of chips, I spit clips and hit whips Leavin' niggas bloody, the leather seats is where the shit drips With the pound-seven, I be creepin', rockin' niggas while they sleepin' Shots repeatin', leavin' faggot niggas leakin' When I cock back the iron, niggas is dyin', marchin' to Zion 'Cause the pound-cake roars like a lion Word, son, niggas be collapsin' 'cause my weapons is ready for action Makin' your heart catch contractions In the underworld, shootin' gallery Niggas lose calories 'cause my salary's based on fatalities [Chorus] Shit ain't never gonna change (Fuck it!) Time to load the clips (Then we take 'em to war!) Niggas wanna flip (Then we take 'em to war!) Break a nigga proper (Then we break him some more!) [Verse 3: Kool G Rap] Here I come to get some motherfuckin' wreck but first I gotta Umm vest check, gun check, clip one check, clip two check, I'm set So let a motherfucker move a muscle When I tussle they'll be piecin' niggas back like fuckin puzzles 'Cause Kool G Rap is known for bringin' mad noise, I'm bad boy When I was younger always carried guns, I never had toys Grimm, gimme the infrared and semi and I'm puttin' red dots On niggas' foreheads and makin' motherfuckers Indian You got beef? Go get yourself a wreath, because it's murder 'Cause I put holes in my beef like fuckin' White Castle burgers So now I gots to run up on a clown with the fo'-pound Cock back, rock black, gun a nigga down I see 'em, he's comin' out the fuckin' colosseum And hopped into a BM, shit! Put in my clip and then I dipped into the ride that my man had Parked on the sidewalk, then we start to glide I'm rainin' on him (Faster, nigga) oh yeah we're gainin' on him (Oh shit, he's with somebody else) fuck it, put his brain on him Boom boom, no survivors, lifted the nigga out his seat When they find him, he'll be a backseat driver But I ain't finished with the trigger yet, I'm lightin' up a cigarette Bang bang!!! I left the other nigga wet It's G Rap baby, you know me, you try to hurt this I split your fuckin' top and leave a fingerprint on purpose!