Ready for War -

Ready for whatever running through the hell of a motherfucking endeavour

levitate and severe anybody killer come and get it

Mother fucker, run and suffer you a sucker up and comer i’m an upper-cutter

come and bring the ruckus, suck it

No couldn’t care less special ed' running out of hair yes, stress bitch

Best from south west check beast through heavy on that tech 9 we the best

Yo fuck a Lex, let em heat up, i’m a flex in Tida

We pump bass in the trunk like the street cuz

Adidas on the track blessed from the feet up

Leave it up to me, i hug enough in the skull where i cluster heat

Bust them beats too much when fluster freaks

I’m a nike dry-fit and a ralphie T fuck the heat yo

Dessert nigga on the run in the island, mosul minded Ima fight for a genocide

Mind over matter got a knife and a 5 shot launcher

Black camouflage in the night

Been shot at sliced but never knocked out cold couldn’t run out of life

Cancer could get me motherfucker I’m a plague in my own right

And if i die tonight its all right

HOOK

Ready for war

Running through the hell of a motherfucking endeavour cause ill be

Ready for war

Ready for the worst, ready for the worst and ill be

Ready for war

Running through the hell of a motherfucking endeavour cause ill be

Ready for war

Ready for the worst, ready for the worst

Ready for whatever

Stuck inside a simulation borderline overdose from the drugs they gave me got

my head up

Straight to the point i would never get fed up

Sworn by the sword that they laid on my head

Blood forms horns they display in a sec

You insect bitch i can’t hear what you said

Check that bitch come again

In the domain of kings we don’t fuck with help

Come test your theories

The myth is real nigga I’m blessed by the helix

Steel DNA and tested I’m fearless

Trailed in a death simulator and i killed it, bitch

Resurrect the realness I came for your whole dam city on the real kid check

I been marked with an ‘X' the moment i passed through security checks

«we got him running with a shorty through motherfucking lobby grabbing people

by the neck its berserk «The rap games red alert

See the worst secret weapon in the works submerged in dirt

And re-birthed to hurt every living being on the motherfucking earth none

survive rest assured

Cursed by the tracks we murked elite taught and worked

DVSR will bomb first

Ready for the Worst

Raw backwards get dropped like a suicide jump give me action

In the zone you awake in the ashes

In the trench where i pray for a disaster

Look down the scope and bust off to tag em

Yo them white crosses fill up the pastures

They were briefed on the mission for the capture but the game slipped out their

hand so i grabbed it

Lactic acid filled my heart and trashed it, Ima flirt with death until i crack

it

Took a vow and engaged the bow, the hood beats syncs now with the faithful crowd

I’m in a hell of a predicament

Climbing over cars with tank banging DMX

Smoking on some cuban cigars with camouflage bayonets

Check, ain’t even been discharged yet

Check, examining the way i fillet the skin

Making a maze and separate what encases it

Basically I can’t stop it

Mind stay hostile and toxic

Lock the thought out prepare for the rockets

The war never ended i promise

We’re the product of the fight that you started

We’re the soldiers lost in the marches