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Artist  : War 
Song : So



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[Intro: Warcloud]
You find ya self devoured by
woodland creatures
Lightin' matches under my
hat, ghost pirates
Frosty mug of
rum

[Warcloud]
Old Los Angeles, heroin
epidemics
I bust slugs, they love to figure
skate through me
We had a merry war, turn
M.C.'s to cannon boys
I carved Wu-Tang in the
tie, you heard the stabbin' noise
Raw head
breaks, snake eater of dungeon
A web of dead
bodies in the sewer, underground
London
Passion in the desert, my guns'll love
backwards
Just around the royal staircase, he
runs laughter
Just around the royal staircase,
he runs laughter
My forearm is made out of
rifles that bust factor
And pop might murder
the woman in the here after
I laugh cuz I'm a
pirate, shot you twice in the abdomen
Then
opened up the back of his head, like a
cabinet
The blood sprained into my face
And
ran down my revolver like the gaze of the next
victim I slaughtered
Caught within a second,
he wandered down the tunnel
Feel the ghost of
a little boy rammed by, at the end
I squeeze a
trigger violent, Warcloud the tyrant
All wet
wit blood, on Godly assignment
Slap a whipper
snapper, ya's better mount up and slither
I
smack you like a bear, watch a salmon out of a
river

[Chorus 2X: Warcloud]
Roll him up
in the carpet, carry him up the staircase
Ghost
Pirates, Old Los Angeles, and we're
fabulous
Rhyme biohazardous, shot him twice in
the abdomen
Then opened up the back of his
head, like a cabinet

[Skarekrow]
My
liquids drip through ya storm drains, stained
window sills
Black feathered birds gathered in
the back of the cornfield
Stuck like a
quicksand on rich land
While apostle tried to
translate the novels in the palm of my hand
I
break training wheels and kick stands
Produced
clones of myself in one hair strand
Live in
stereo, perform miracles at ya burial
One shot
from a crust roll is enough to scare ya
sterile
Mars apply, blank at ya eyes in the
skies
While I'm on the low, tip towin' through
the shadows
Settin' the stage for my
entrance
When I hit the street, smoke leavin'
me like incense
Intense events, shiny
instruments
Got you duckin' my buckin', my
introduction is deep moans and
groans
Screamin' bone collector, soul
resurrector
Bloody whore show records, swoop
down and take ya man's hands like checkers
Ya
all left beheaded by the dreaded
Skarekrow
Fiery war chants givin' oak branch
elbows
Stone bones staircase, my home and air
base
You misplaced, now which way do you
go?
Yo, I jump and bite ya Adam's apple
The
air hits thirty three below
You trapped wit the
iceman made of hot snow
Old clothes, innocent
blood, throw in a cemetery club

[Chorus
2X]

[Warcloud]
Trees, whose fruits
wither it, without fruit, that art's twice
dead
The sleepy old man, who dips his
head
He said "I have a bat in my belt for
ya and a baseball in my bed"
A skeleton,
loadin' revolver in a snowstorm
Vampire walk
in the studio in my ghost form
Feet in the
mud, my slugs are like thugs
That get all up
in you at twilight, like street serpents
Gape
into the future, wit black markets, ya
organs
Hand the project kid some loot and a
pair of Jordans
Block head niggas, my pawn,
ya'll get a hold of that
In the red rams, red
boulders, watch the ogre's hat
The long
shadow, hard rain in America
Cantaloupes fall
out of ya back from cannon raps
You leave the
scene bloody, I'm haywire and nutty
Warcloud,
who bit off them bees and got muddy
Now I
lounge on the track wit the Skarekrow
Get
knuckle sandwich delicacy, and it's real, as the
hallway
Gats sunk to me, let's murder some
more web heads
An old jagged fence where ya
hang ya clothes to
dry

[Skarekrow]
Thank God, we bust,
blow clutch, put big green in unnamed
trust
Miscellaneous, my code name
alias
Word archery, armory, perform tracks
surgery
Givin' you brain strains and lower
back pains
When you talk, I cover ya tongue
like fat daddy shoe strings
Blow ya game in
the grain wit stainless styles
Black Angus,
stoned off by igneous, enemy lust
Left them
all in the dust, now must
You keep playin' ya
self, and claim you payin' dues
You the type,
go head, rush out, and tell old news
Wouldn't
know the delphonics if I left you
clues
Tangled and strangled in the game of
'snap fool'
I seen more life in a statue,
uh
And the truth hurts like body piercings and
tattoo
My mental strength is chemically
natural, physically impossible
To be
recreated, upgraded and duplicated, formats fat
and saturated
You must have heard too many
shots when the ghost pirates
raided

[Chorus 2X]

[Outro:
Warcloud]
Immortal battalion wit pirates ship
and a ghost crew
Explosives twisted in my
being