War

It’s L.Mayne - listen Seconds out - round 1 The bell sounds - now you’re done You’re out of luck - in this squared circle - I’m here to hurt you Coz This is war I’m setting curfews Martial law, I’m not a man of virtue, I’ll turn you into worm food Say you looking for the heat I’m who you get referred to Stay immersed in these beats never need rehearsals Yeah - I Been through a rough patch But Call This a come back? Nah never - f*ck that Ive been giving back to the game - others subtract Sick ever since I was in my fathers nutsack Hmm - I think I’m splitting opinions They wanna know if I still got it when I switch my division Like there’s a problem since I’ve Doubled my vision I keep hearing Uncle Pauly in the corner ‘hit the one in the middle You wanna get bloody? We can go to war Had a Change of heart? you don’t want any more I drag you into deep waters you never been before Your gunna hit the floor way before the penny drops This is war - yeah this is war I put my paws on em - and settle scores Your whole corners watching - wanna throw the towel We don’t stack bricks - we build houses Seconds out - round twelve From here on out - it’s down hill The crowd shrills - as I hit the canvas Start counting - I’ll be back standing Survivor - eye of the tiger My prior demise was a timely reminder Back to my feet with revenge on my mind Or it’s back to the streets - in the pen, or the grind Putting All of that to the side When your backs to the wall you react off of pride Try to relax when I’m biding my time But the fact of the matter is I’m ready and prime Never let the judges decide On my destiny - I wont let regrets get the best of me Testing the waters - preparing for war And the Torturous torment in store (This is war) You wanna get bloody? We can go to war Had a Change of heart? you don’t want any more I drag you into deep waters you never been before Your gunna hit the floor way before the penny drops This is war - yeah this is war I put my paws on em - and settle scores Your whole corners watching - wanna throw the towel We don’t stack bricks - we build houses Yeah - it’s L.Mayne, Tony M, TLM beats Yeah - this is war, this is war, this is war C’est la guerre, c’est la guerre - yeah London to Paris