to face won't confront me your words have no honor so they get no respect you wanted attention, well this is all that you get. WAR!...WAR OF WORDS! WAR!...WAR OF WORDS
got the club rockin' like a fuckin' boat I'm the pirate on this ship, all you mates got to go Good party over here, everybody over here You know the word
do the people wrong? Let's clean the world up before they sweep you gone. This is real talk, so you can peek through songs. So when you feel weak these words
lyin' when he said you was gon' be fine **** Cashis Witness art of war in the phyical Since raw coke was rushed through my umbilical And no words from
People, it feels so good to be back Mosh with me now You scrutinize every word, memorize every line I spit it once, refuel, re-energize and rewind I
with one another And ghetto birds where waters fall from the hydrants to the gutters The beast walk the beats, but the beats we be makin You on the wrong side
even know what you talking bout, man You fabricating the wrong shit, man Both of them niggas was stand up niggas, man Niggas went to war! You know how
out, side like you really ride And you a silly chick, thought you was really live But I guess I was wrong, I'ma holla at dog And rip his head off, word
Say a word and I'm offing you, fuck around Set trip, get a buzz and I off ya crew What you bitches really wanna do, wanna war I'm in thirst mode, I was
, I once thought When I'm home I won't give a damn But now I know I'm caught I'll never leave Vietnam War isn't over when it ends Some pictures never
you're alright with Him He's by your side, right by your side X, dry your eyes 'cause it'll be alright Yeah, He's by your side, right by your side X,
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up, spttin' bullets at yo ass Now it's time to make a third ward dash But first hear me out motherfuckers and indorse yo word's You
' up my neighbors poppin' pistols in the air Tryin' make a million pullin' all night flights I'm praying 'cause i'm Knowin that my life ain't right Forgive 'cause I'm wrong
up my neighbors poppin' pistols in the air Tryin' make a million pullin' all night flights I'm praying 'cause I'm knowin that my life ain't right Forgive 'cause I'm wrong
Words and music by bob seger I was born at the break of dawning In the last days of the last great war My father was not in the fighting And my mother
there's war suddenly, that's our fault, you know. Questioner: so what do you think about the behaviour of austrian and germans during the second world war
more Thuggish Ruggish on ya Krayzie keepin it flaming, so indeed it's fire for ya Water, don't need none let it burn Let it be known that it's my turn, let 'em turn Be concerned with these words
arena, you searchin' for fire Or titles, or tidal waves Tie the game like a shot from outside when it's 95 to 98 To throw slid into you left-side broke
