Waitin For Warfare
Intro: There is no way in hell marching factions that the blind can lead the blind regime takin over my body unless somebody play the dog intertwined into my soul�split personality-ality-ality�split personality-ality-ality�I'm in reality foward march waitin for warfare�waitin for warfare warfare warfare warfare
my army marchin factions�regime takin over my body it seems�regime regime forward march.
Bizzy: Hear the eruption when I'm pumpin and bustin gotta give a concussion�lovin the lust and plus to touch me rush me too much you must be out of your mind�trust me I'm the nigga dumpin tell'em lovely�all the way from the Clair to the PO and down '71 we on to the C.O. and fuckin with the B-O-N-E hit the floor and go and again we hit the door.
Capo: Ammo explode rappin in platinum Capo ballin out of control provoked emotions devotion capture bankroll behold the unknown treasure�cherish your soul precious as solid gold roses thrown over decomposed bodies froze expose who chose to impose sleep�deceased buried six feet deep beneath hollow stone tragedy prolong memories harmony sing another sad song�unsolved mysteries involve society�only strong minds survive holocaust victims soft in our life die off�the ??? caught slippin steppin in deep shit ?????�ignorance lost ????? the pussy wish he had some balls to brawl with us heartless�in it til ya havin a tendency to empy cartriges off on enemy targets bitch�regardless of felony charges still spittin ammunition so mission accomplished.
Bizzy: We're movin in heaven's movie my lil nigga watch out waitin for warfare�waitin for warfare warfare warfare warfare my army marchin factions�regime takin over my body it seems regime regime.
Bizzy: Well I'm a soldier fuck the TV�see me when they bring back 3D�even on Eazy bookin on me lookin at Ruthless now she so sleazy�gimme some cheese! and I see that you're scheming on the comedians now but leave me bitch�you better believe can't nobody save you when I move my music underground �and don't deceive me please get up off your knees I'm all about business ask Animal�I ain't your victim and a witness to the sickness written�did I piss you off? on a mission in the midst of the demons bankin off my voice and makin my choices�she don't even know me and I'm kickin and screamin tryin to get out my dreams at least to keep me breathin even poisoned the noise got me coverin my ears and save my tears for years just for the joy�but I'm tellin you boy not here I gotta get my paper�will the rapist pull my plug and fuck the thug? hell yeah nigga no love�I thought you knew and nigga don't shove cause I'm like nigga what? I'll fuck you up you know the rules regime takin over my body it seems waitin for warfare I can smell your wicked rigormortis a mile from the morgue�the scorn in your soul may tell you to humiliate your enemies�have you not read the Art of War? absent-minded to the enduring�pouring your cup of damnation in the midst of my world�you gotta be out of your monkey-ass mind no more will the look of Medusa seduce the predecessors and entrepreneurs.
Capo: Retaliation I can taste temptation�itchin instigatin allegations�undertakin sacred assassinations�dead presidents weapons and nations�independence foresaken�revelations in the making�bitch-made niggas breakin separate by segregation�hatred they motivation�no relation in this congregation�Load weapons B pass me a clip trigger detonations�bullet penetrate men break strain�pain and frustration�abstain�chain-reaction tribulations�safe to say you can't escape disaster when messin with a master�unmask the Ripsta's little riddler nigga ??? killas.
Bizzy: Gotta get you more money come on my little brother�and I brung him�thug on�I got him fuckin with the revolution all on the retribution and execution�shootin let'em do'em�get gone done made a bomb bond�none of yall pinned my strategize�I heard Bizzy's fried I heard Bizzy died but the word from Bryon�surprise I'm still alive with a militant mind�gotta hit it will die in a minute did he feel it? well then get it�rewind you just trippin on a nigga tryin to shine but I'mma get mine and I ain't lyin�nigga everytime I sign the dotted line it's for the riot nigga what you want to do and I ain't dyin without you in the silence will kill ya it's the quiet ones who might peel ya�on the realer on my lonely and I see that you're phoney nobody phone me and surely I'm out the door and don't you come for me�it's still fuck _____ for sure let it go�I know and boy I will enjoy a little toe to toe but no you'd probably involve the po-po and tell them that you went to jail with Bizzy Bone�it's on in the C.O.
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