, so tough I'm at war with you Iron fist for you No she won't speak her mind You can't handle the truth Must be losing her sight You're getting long
Traducere: L7. Război cu tine.
N Z X L and I hit the freeway Nigga thought I told ya (Told ya) That the war ain't over (Over) You can roll (You can roll) You can get rolled over My
pow Take my style, let me show you how I go wild Now you playin' with a fully grown man With a fully blown plan, with a fully loaded clip I'ma go up
you'd ever know E-I-L-O, hello When I'm all by myself let it go, let it go, let it go Rollin' with my posse your way, hell no Draped in Versace got
your casket 'Bout to go to Hell with you, blow the L with you Tell the whole world I'm spittin', let em know the shells hit you I tell niggaz quick,
to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more Yes, the hour's four, I told you before Prepare for mic fights (And plus the cold war) This rhyme you digest
fool you cant fuck with that ! cause the gangs in my city put a whole in your back TOONERVILLE - FROGTOWN and the AVENUES 43's and the c's what you gonna do ? you
you knew da Rogue Dawgs rule! Your so called truths get battered and bruised Stackin' you fools so deadly it don't matter the tools I'm afta my dues prove if you snooze you looze Prepare for war
a hole for you, I know it ain't no love It seem cold to you but yous a soldier Got to keep your goals close to you 'Cause 25 with an L ain't closer junior
Did I mention I roll with the uzi I bet you got instruments, just click on you ho's Bombin' on you fake niggas How much of this bullshit you willin
still a bustin', 6, rounds 'cuz I'm trill with this 7 mo' for the busta in the blue suit 8 choppers and they filled with troops 9 seconds 'foe you lose
what set you claiming? What set you claiming? Nigga what set you claiming? What set you claiming? Boy, what set you claiming? Boy, what set you claiming
couldn't lacerate Virtuoso is an unidentified flying object to make your space shuttle ??????? So while you drunks look for a hook and say you masturbate Telling 7L
you one time, then you gettin' your back slammed out Cool Breeze only 5'7" But I'll break you off quick And it don't matter if you 5'11" I played ball
said it's a shame, poppa gave me the game Experience a soldier, my heart pumps battle fluid You wanna go to war let's get to it Mac-a-don, put you on
don't give a FUCK if you lyrical And that's pitiful, so my position is pivotal You can hate me all you like but you worship the principle I inspire revolution
the game Made for war, my aim is simple and plain Yeah whether it's 'caine, or these tracks made for your brain You'll forever know my name, Edi Amin
