War lyrics

Artist  : Terror Squad 
Song : War



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 [ verse 1: triple seis ]

Yo, i’ma lay the
law with a.k.’s or metaphors

Make way for
the ghetto roar, these days I set it off

Y’all hardcore, that’s why I batter you
all

Shatter they jaw, batter the core to
make a fad ? ? ? 

Terror squad to my death,
tombstone on my chest

With the chrome in the
vest, alone or with t.s.

I’ma rep it,
I’m a dominican, now you accept it

It’s
like you seen death and chose the lord as the
shepherd

You sceptical, niggas on the block
ain’t respectin you

Checkin you, ain’t
gonna stop when they deckin you

Who gon’
dock you? I’m comin at you like a tackle

To leave a personal scar in your chest like a
tattoo

Seis’ll clap you, put your dick in
the dirt

Click at a herb when I spit a clip
and rip through your shirt

I’m the worst
of the beast, put my work on the streets

Do
the work with the heat, don’t make me burst
through your meat



[ chorus ]

I
kill alive for my twin

Bust ill and do the
time for my twin

Trust that it’s real

And he’ll be at my side at the end

I
got guns that’ll silence your men

We bust
off and let the [violence] begin

Aight
then



[ verse 2: triple seis ]

Yo yo, seis come off with a thunderous
start

Punish niggas from the heart, rip a
niga from the sparks

Of the glizze, leave a
nigga clapped on _rap city_

I’m strapped
with the mac milli, you wack as ? ? ? 

It
ain’t hard to scrap, my squad’s the vanguard
of rap

Love to guard your back in the biz,
the triz in the back

Flamboyant, never
givin a slack

I jam joints when I live on a
track

Ran point when they gave me the mac

I’m on fat, never lack the realness

I
sing that b.j. ( *sirens* ) killer ill shit

And still rock a nigga, I’m out to be real
rich

You feel this, shaper than a tooth
pain

Double-deuce pain

My verse take
aim, blow your fame

With a burst of
flames

Ain’t nothin changed, I die in
this game

Take the stand and the blame for
my man

I carry the name revenge

Terror squad in begets carved on my chain



Yeah

Terror squad

Triple
seis, baby

Up and comin, son

I’m
comin for all that shit, son

The crown and
all that

Knawmean? 

I rep n.y. - the
boogie down, baby

L.v., r.c.

[name]
crew

Terror squad, baby

This is how
we do

1-9-9-9, baby

Triple seis
backwards

Feel it



We gon’
ride nigga, ride nigga, ride nigga

You
gon’ die nigga, die nigga, die nigga