Art of War

Lyrics

[Chorus: TEC] And I can't go like the rest of them This purple flag my whole life, invested in Them niggas hoes, we show no respect to them No remorse, demenstrate [?] [?] we taking it [?] [?] Glocks spray when the K [?] [?] operation when [?] nigga in charge [?] don't know the nigga [?] [Verse 1: TEC] I refuse to get clapped, I don't move like you rappin niggas Smoke them like ciggerettes, [?] pack of niggas They got my nerves bad, I'm finna [?] Broad day catch him in traffic, and blow like [?] Put the police in the business, pointing at pictures, that's the nigga They droppin M's on opps, won't drop a bag on a Master Splinter [?] fuck the cops, and bring my niggas [?] [?] And I told these bitches [?] [?] collide Like the 4th of July, bombs gonna burst, so much smoke in the sky Niggas see me, shooting and squeezing, but they closing their eyes Open your eyes [?] whole clip out the switch [?] He was talking shit, now his grave getting pissed on Park the whip, we get on our feet like the Flintstones [?] [Chorus: TEC] And I can't go like the rest of them This purple flag my whole life, invested in Them niggas hoes, we show no respect to them No remorse, demenstrate [?] [?] we taking it [?] [?] Glocks spray when the K [?] [?] operation when [?] nigga in charge [?] don't know the nigga [?] [Verse 2: Jackboy] I ain't standing up for nothing, don't know what these niggas thought I'm tryna bag all them niggas, I don't care how much that shit cost I never feared no man, fuck what they be talking bout Niggas act gangsta for clout, get shot, they gon run they mouth [?] but I'm not [?] I got a dick, I'm far from pussy I run it up and shit on every bitch that overlooked me Run it up [?], [?] came with a lot of pain I'm married to the game, I'm not the type to send a complaint Imma get up off my ass, type to go and do my thing I'm thuggin for [?], still down to bust a nigga brain Art of war, sometimes you gotta kill them for success If you can't, fuck it, put your whole clip in that nigga's chest Fuck the rules and fuck the rap, I just gotta [?] dirty tech Tryna up the score, [?] leave a bloody mess Put that boy ass right to rest Tryna go big, you get killed for the flex [Chorus: TEC] And I can't go like the rest of them This purple flag my whole life, invested in Them niggas hoes, we show no respect to them No remorse, demenstrate [?] [?] we taking it [?] [?] Glocks spray when the K [?] [?] operation when [?] nigga in charge [?] don't know the nigga [?]