War Not Beef (Live in Baton Rouge)

Lyrics

[Verse] Everyday I recall the pain Same feeling every single day Statues in front of my face New tenant every single day My bad if I'm filled with hate It's you who put us in this place Mirror, mirror, who's the one to blame? Fuck that, I'll take what's mine [Pre-Chorus] They take more than property Bowery ain't just a fucking street Won't sit around, wait and see What they leave for you and me [Chorus] I got a boot laced up Head cut, make war to the beat I just want to feel what I've never felt before But they keep turning up They think there's more than they can ask for Hands to fight, hands to use [Refrain] These days of hate, I search for truth I got my hands, that's what I use In these days of hate, it's like a knife fight for the truth I got my hands, that's what I'll use [Bridge] Lines form on my face and hands With the ups and downs They think it's sweet They think it's easy I wanna take 'em with I wanna take 'em to the street I wanna see it now [Refrain] In these days of hate, I search for truth All I got my hands, that's what I'll use In these days of hate, I search for truth All I got my hands, that's what I'll use In these days of hate, I search for truth All I got my hands, that's what I'll use