War

Pain Love Drugs Dubs Blood Compassion Failure Was past tense No smoke Who matching Ya capping Let's take action Think in rations But split in fractions All falls down Catastrophic Don't nobody know bout What's been happening I'm sick and tired of government With these taxes We classic Lot up on my mind But it's time You know we gotta breakthrough Look into my mind People use to always tell me Like boy You gotta come through Look at me Look at me Round up my soldiers Assembly Love all my brothers A kin to me Even going love all my enemies Go up what we going do Going do Going do Yea we coming through Yea we going do Yea we going do Yea we going do We been going through it They going have to kill me Like they did my people Treason Treason