I declare war
The joy becomes a rappifyin weapon
If you step in
When your draws get mobbed behind enemy lines
You become a sittin duck but niggas
I ain't givin em livin trifle
The pen and pad becomes a 12 gauge rifle
This is no laughing matter
Step into this you step in a minefield
Your body's scattered
You people drop pickin up the pieces
But only corny niggas
The attack from a brotha like the Buddy never ceases
Without a moment of silence the violence thickens
So if you ain't got it together you slim pickings
Shorts and prisoners are never taken
If you fakin all the booty competition
I'm a bag nigga a white flag
Get down and dirty like a brotha in the trench
Leave a nigga dead and stinkin as he wonders what his stench is
I'm bustin clip after clip
My artillery will funk on the punk
When ya wanna test my mother****i
Tell it to hell is it
I feel my brain swell like meningitis
With the slightest mind motion
Givin me the notion
That I got it bad
I think I got a brain tumor
Brain rumor
Such a pain to mother****ing sexyze the strain and then understand i
The seed was planted
That mother****ing is ill but still
The thought I'm lovin got the dome growin
With the biscuit in the oven
Shovin nothin but the nutrients
My diet to support me
A whiff of the spliff
A guzzle of the forty to inspire fire thought
To the mic there was marriage
Causin competition
Verbal miscarriage of the mental fetus
Greet us with the rugged rhythm then I'm showin
I think I feel my water breakin thus I'm flowin
Timin my contractions
Concentratin on my breathin
Heavin curses at the father he has the funk
Cuz if I flunk my mother****ing ain't livi
Pussy given every bit of what I'm worth
And as the Brewin drops the lyrical
The miracle of birth
I be the sick ass brotha, nasty ass mother****er
A phony mother****ing grave digga
I know this sounds rough
But I had enough to funk
So part of me the heart of me
So if you corny ****ers
It's like cloggin up my artery
You cuttin circulation
So now it's do or die
While niggers always try to test my mother****i
Only preservation of the funk is why I kick this
As I give a simple diagnosis of the sickness
Now upon the fruits of my labor
Your ear feasts
The beast from within
It's some mother****ing ain't i
The picture painted
From the use of a noun and a verb might disturb
We make you say, 'Damn that mother****er's crazy'
Well if we crazed, deranged well then we fittin
If you say the world's a normal place
Who the **** you kiddin
Your mind's blind if you say you haven't seen this
As I walk the fine line between insanity and genius
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:40.65]I declare war
[00:41.58]The joy becomes a rappifyin weapon
[00:43.35]If you step in
[00:43.92]When your draws get mobbed behind enemy lines
[00:46.20]You become a sittin duck but niggas
[00:47.76]I ain't givin em livin trifle
[00:49.17]The pen and pad becomes a 12 gauge rifle
[00:51.42]This is no laughing matter
[00:52.65]Step into this you step in a minefield
[00:54.63]Your body's scattered
[00:55.50]You people drop pickin up the pieces
[00:57.48]But only corny niggas
[00:58.65]The attack from a brotha like the Buddy never ceases
[01:01.59]Without a moment of silence the violence thickens
[01:03.90]So if you ain't got it together you slim pickings
[01:06.33]Shorts and prisoners are never taken
[01:08.25]If you fakin all the booty competition
[01:10.20]I'm a bag nigga a white flag
[01:11.82]Get down and dirty like a brotha in the trench
[01:13.89]Leave a nigga dead and stinkin as he wonders what his stench is
[01:17.01]I'm bustin clip after clip
[01:18.48]My artillery will funk on the punk
[01:20.28]When ya wanna test my mother****i
[01:21.69][Interlude: horns and scratches]
[01:28.71][Breezly Brewin]
[01:42.51]Tell it to hell is it
[01:43.53]I feel my brain swell like meningitis
[01:45.27]With the slightest mind motion
[01:46.53]Givin me the notion
[01:47.52]That I got it bad
[01:48.39]I think I got a brain tumor
[01:49.71]Brain rumor
[01:50.31]Such a pain to mother****ing sexyze the strain and then understand i
[01:52.74]The seed was planted
[01:54.00]That mother****ing is ill but still
[01:55.02]The thought I'm lovin got the dome growin
[01:56.73]With the biscuit in the oven
[01:57.96]Shovin nothin but the nutrients
[01:59.55]My diet to support me
[02:00.81]A whiff of the spliff
[02:01.98]A guzzle of the forty to inspire fire thought
[02:04.44]To the mic there was marriage
[02:05.73]Causin competition
[02:06.66]Verbal miscarriage of the mental fetus
[02:08.61]Greet us with the rugged rhythm then I'm showin
[02:10.68]I think I feel my water breakin thus I'm flowin
[02:12.93]Timin my contractions
[02:14.01]Concentratin on my breathin
[02:15.27]Heavin curses at the father he has the funk
[02:17.07]Cuz if I flunk my mother****ing ain't livi
[02:18.39]Pussy given every bit of what I'm worth
[02:20.28]And as the Brewin drops the lyrical
[02:21.78]The miracle of birth
[02:22.92][Interlude: horns and scratches]
[02:30.03][Buddy Slim]
[02:43.23]I be the sick ass brotha, nasty ass mother****er
[02:46.02]A phony mother****ing grave digga
[02:47.97]I know this sounds rough
[02:49.08]But I had enough to funk
[02:50.31]So part of me the heart of me
[02:51.81]So if you corny ****ers
[02:52.89]It's like cloggin up my artery
[02:54.33]You cuttin circulation
[02:55.56]So now it's do or die
[02:56.67]While niggers always try to test my mother****i
[02:58.80]Only preservation of the funk is why I kick this
[03:01.38]As I give a simple diagnosis of the sickness
[03:03.72][Breezly Brewin]
[03:04.11]Now upon the fruits of my labor
[03:05.76]Your ear feasts
[03:06.54]The beast from within
[03:07.56]It's some mother****ing ain't i
[03:08.79]The picture painted
[03:09.54]From the use of a noun and a verb might disturb
[03:12.21]We make you say, 'Damn that mother****er's crazy'
[03:14.10]Well if we crazed, deranged well then we fittin
[03:16.80]If you say the world's a normal place
[03:18.45]Who the **** you kiddin
[03:19.50]Your mind's blind if you say you haven't seen this
[03:21.75]As I walk the fine line between insanity and genius
[03:24.39][Interlude: horns and scratches]
[03:52.32][Fades out with piano]
I declare war
The joy becomes a rappifyin weapon
If you step in
When your draws get mobbed behind enemy lines
You become a sittin duck but niggas
I ain't givin em livin trifle
The pen and pad becomes a 12 gauge rifle
This is no laughing matter
Step into this you step in a minefield
Your body's scattered
You people drop pickin up the pieces
But only corny niggas
The attack from a brotha like the Buddy never ceases
Without a moment of silence the violence thickens
So if you ain't got it together you slim pickings
Shorts and prisoners are never taken
If you fakin all the booty competition
I'm a bag nigga a white flag
Get down and dirty like a brotha in the trench
Leave a nigga dead and stinkin as he wonders what his stench is
I'm bustin clip after clip
My artillery will funk on the punk
When ya wanna test my mother****i
Tell it to hell is it
I feel my brain swell like meningitis
With the slightest mind motion
Givin me the notion
That I got it bad
I think I got a brain tumor
Brain rumor
Such a pain to mother****ing sexyze the strain and then understand i
The seed was planted
That mother****ing is ill but still
The thought I'm lovin got the dome growin
With the biscuit in the oven
Shovin nothin but the nutrients
My diet to support me
A whiff of the spliff
A guzzle of the forty to inspire fire thought
To the mic there was marriage
Causin competition
Verbal miscarriage of the mental fetus
Greet us with the rugged rhythm then I'm showin
I think I feel my water breakin thus I'm flowin
Timin my contractions
Concentratin on my breathin
Heavin curses at the father he has the funk
Cuz if I flunk my mother****ing ain't livi
Pussy given every bit of what I'm worth
And as the Brewin drops the lyrical
The miracle of birth
I be the sick ass brotha, nasty ass mother****er
A phony mother****ing grave digga
I know this sounds rough
But I had enough to funk
So part of me the heart of me
So if you corny ****ers
It's like cloggin up my artery
You cuttin circulation
So now it's do or die
While niggers always try to test my mother****i
Only preservation of the funk is why I kick this
As I give a simple diagnosis of the sickness
Now upon the fruits of my labor
Your ear feasts
The beast from within
It's some mother****ing ain't i
The picture painted
From the use of a noun and a verb might disturb
We make you say, 'Damn that mother****er's crazy'
Well if we crazed, deranged well then we fittin
If you say the world's a normal place
Who the **** you kiddin
Your mind's blind if you say you haven't seen this
As I walk the fine line between insanity and genius
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:40.65]I declare war
[00:41.58]The joy becomes a rappifyin weapon
[00:43.35]If you step in
[00:43.92]When your draws get mobbed behind enemy lines
[00:46.20]You become a sittin duck but niggas
[00:47.76]I ain't givin em livin trifle
[00:49.17]The pen and pad becomes a 12 gauge rifle
[00:51.42]This is no laughing matter
[00:52.65]Step into this you step in a minefield
[00:54.63]Your body's scattered
[00:55.50]You people drop pickin up the pieces
[00:57.48]But only corny niggas
[00:58.65]The attack from a brotha like the Buddy never ceases
[01:01.59]Without a moment of silence the violence thickens
[01:03.90]So if you ain't got it together you slim pickings
[01:06.33]Shorts and prisoners are never taken
[01:08.25]If you fakin all the booty competition
[01:10.20]I'm a bag nigga a white flag
[01:11.82]Get down and dirty like a brotha in the trench
[01:13.89]Leave a nigga dead and stinkin as he wonders what his stench is
[01:17.01]I'm bustin clip after clip
[01:18.48]My artillery will funk on the punk
[01:20.28]When ya wanna test my mother****i
[01:21.69][Interlude: horns and scratches]
[01:28.71][Breezly Brewin]
[01:42.51]Tell it to hell is it
[01:43.53]I feel my brain swell like meningitis
[01:45.27]With the slightest mind motion
[01:46.53]Givin me the notion
[01:47.52]That I got it bad
[01:48.39]I think I got a brain tumor
[01:49.71]Brain rumor
[01:50.31]Such a pain to mother****ing sexyze the strain and then understand i
[01:52.74]The seed was planted
[01:54.00]That mother****ing is ill but still
[01:55.02]The thought I'm lovin got the dome growin
[01:56.73]With the biscuit in the oven
[01:57.96]Shovin nothin but the nutrients
[01:59.55]My diet to support me
[02:00.81]A whiff of the spliff
[02:01.98]A guzzle of the forty to inspire fire thought
[02:04.44]To the mic there was marriage
[02:05.73]Causin competition
[02:06.66]Verbal miscarriage of the mental fetus
[02:08.61]Greet us with the rugged rhythm then I'm showin
[02:10.68]I think I feel my water breakin thus I'm flowin
[02:12.93]Timin my contractions
[02:14.01]Concentratin on my breathin
[02:15.27]Heavin curses at the father he has the funk
[02:17.07]Cuz if I flunk my mother****ing ain't livi
[02:18.39]Pussy given every bit of what I'm worth
[02:20.28]And as the Brewin drops the lyrical
[02:21.78]The miracle of birth
[02:22.92][Interlude: horns and scratches]
[02:30.03][Buddy Slim]
[02:43.23]I be the sick ass brotha, nasty ass mother****er
[02:46.02]A phony mother****ing grave digga
[02:47.97]I know this sounds rough
[02:49.08]But I had enough to funk
[02:50.31]So part of me the heart of me
[02:51.81]So if you corny ****ers
[02:52.89]It's like cloggin up my artery
[02:54.33]You cuttin circulation
[02:55.56]So now it's do or die
[02:56.67]While niggers always try to test my mother****i
[02:58.80]Only preservation of the funk is why I kick this
[03:01.38]As I give a simple diagnosis of the sickness
[03:03.72][Breezly Brewin]
[03:04.11]Now upon the fruits of my labor
[03:05.76]Your ear feasts
[03:06.54]The beast from within
[03:07.56]It's some mother****ing ain't i
[03:08.79]The picture painted
[03:09.54]From the use of a noun and a verb might disturb
[03:12.21]We make you say, 'Damn that mother****er's crazy'
[03:14.10]Well if we crazed, deranged well then we fittin
[03:16.80]If you say the world's a normal place
[03:18.45]Who the **** you kiddin
[03:19.50]Your mind's blind if you say you haven't seen this
[03:21.75]As I walk the fine line between insanity and genius
[03:24.39][Interlude: horns and scratches]
[03:52.32][Fades out with piano]