Wardance

Lyrics

[Intro scratches by DJ TMB] Ka-rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks [x2] Freak the style's crazy [Verse 1: Recognize Ali] Yo, they ain't ready, everything I'm spittin' is godly (Facts) Rec is still the illest forever, the life of the party (Facts) Chiefin' on a Marley wit' yo' shorty drinkin' 40 (Hm) Bitch, I'm gnarly, I swear you pussy niggas bore me (Hahahaha) Droppin' nothin' but kilos, pressin' like Klebold Militant minded, mothafucka, that's word to D-Lo For real though, I dump after I fuckin' reload You know the steelo, catch a couple through your needle (Brr) Yeah, cook the grass and fire rounds when the snakes out (Pow pow pow pow pow!) These niggas is cowards you only see 'em, when the Jakes out (Yeah) Front like an H now, thinkin' you're great now Showin' cake now You lookin' like me, at a steakhouse, yeah Bar for bar, you too light, you don't wanna brawl (Nah) Shit, I'm raw, I'll leave your jaw, on the fuckin' floor (All facts, all facts) Meet the cornerstone o' the cornerstore It's best to know the enemy, 'fore you go to war Yeah [Scratches by DJ TMB] Ka-rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks So get a grip and don't slip or catch a clip Ka-rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks Freak the style's crazy Ka-rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks So get a grip and don't slip or catch a clip Ka-rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks 'Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse James [Verse 2: Lord Goat] Heavy Metal room service, we burnin' churches With 9 shells, pieces of meat, Tuddy rockin' Zales Sea lines and beepers, Tuddy reachin' clean for street sweepers Best Rapper of the Year fulla Napalm like street cheetahs Cult synagogues, winter goggles like Beat Street Ceremonial beast, blowin' off parts of your beak Mortuary gloves, all my killers spark in the streets No peace, we dippin' blunts in Absinthe to sellin' leak Weed branches, Tel Aviv dust, we burn to ashes Pushin' dope in Pampers, run through airports and leavin' samples I'm Sonny Carson in Days Inn, Spot-Bilt scales and base Timbs Re-arrange the safe we in like state pens You want smoke? I'm under the mattress Hit your folk for a sheet of acid Turn your favorite rappers into Cripple Bastards Watchin' cash trickle, I'm mixin' the Iron Gore Howie taught me how to break down Molly with Tylenol [Outro scratches by DJ TMB] Ka-rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks So get a grip and don't slip or catch a clip Ka-rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks Freak the style's crazy Ka-rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks So get a grip and don't slip or catch a clip Ka-rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks 'Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse James Peace, I'm outta here later and here's a finger