Casualties of War

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Steele] Rap style Russell Crowe, get trapped, hustle flow Pitch haze, puffing dro, switchblade cut your clothes Bitch-made switched to a fucking ghost Spit rage, my page, big gauge blowing off Insane quart of Henny to the brain Alcohol ease the pain in the frame purple rain Verbal game downright murder man Verbally murdering everything you ever heard me in Or heard me on, word is born Every song Molotov, drop bombs, big shots going off Haul em off, all my dogs bark and bite kid, call em off Call me your General, lead the charge over raw We the squad, boot camp entourage Kevlars, camouflage, Smith and Wesson on the chron Timb chucker, friend been gutter, been thugging, been bout bucks Been gun-bucking [Chorus: Tek] Bullets flying through the sky, gun shots everywhere Duck down, duck down You a'ight? The coast clear Shells shatter your chest, just a casualty of war We salute and stand firm ready to get it on Bullets flying through the sky, gun shots everywhere Duck down, duck down You a'ight? The coast clear Shells shatter your chest, just a casualty of war We salute and stand firm ready to get it on [Verse 2: Respect Tha God] Smoke, early bird from LaGuardia If I got to go any further than Miami I'm charging you Be on deck and ready when I land, no cowboy shit, stick to the plan I want cash in the bag, just hundreds of doves I know what it weigh like when I pick it up I'm a duffel bag boy, that's coordinated They ain't selling the coupe back and upgrade her I get dough (get dough) with Black Snow (Black Snow) When I start to run low then I get more I'm no ho ass nigga so that means I'm loyal Don't fuck with them Alphabet boys at all It's not in my tradition to be snitching I watch from the sky box when I ain't pitching I'm something like a boss and a worker I give the order then mask up and come murk you [Chorus: Tek] Bullets flying through the sky, gun shots everywhere Duck down, duck down You a'ight? The coast clear Shells shatter your chest, just a casualty of war We salute and stand firm ready to get it on Bullets flying through the sky, gun shots everywhere Duck down, duck down You a'ight? The coast clear Shells shatter your chest, just a casualty of war We salute and stand firm ready to get it on