Guru

Guru - War Tactics lyrics

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(feat. Fatal, New Child, Young Gotti)



[New Child]

One, Morgan Isle two, Morgan Isle three  Eh Yo, check it

I'm about to black out, pull the mack out, blow your back out

New Child, niggaz sick wit it, I've been spit it

Realest shit I ever wrote, left ya niggaz starvin and craze

Like Johnny I blaze  Life a nigga robbin' a case

East Harlem on that ass, starving for that cash

Morph city mash  Nigga you get smashed

Outlaw Immortal lifeline  Only niggaz doin it right

Call my name and you die tonight

Give a fuck about the future, Grim Reaper call a coward to hell

Murder one living out on bail

And I don't give a fuck about y'all, faggot niggaz blowing they brains

From going insane  Me, I keep inflicting the pain

See your soul rise, skip town wit four pows  Four life guys, wit .45 that's no lie

Block to block, I'm sho shock

Niggaz know not to ever in they life approach me

Cause yo, I'm a killa for rilla, my nilla

This is binge rap, savage niggaz sticking out they chest, like revel

You want war then lets do it, get right in to it

Fuck the lolly game, body bags and dust floor

War tactics



[Guru]

War tactics  Ignorant motherfuckers get they ass kicked

I got it mastered, ya basterd

Word the dirty  Way past 7:30 ya hazard  Don't wanna see heaven early

I study fire  Plus I got 11 worthy calibers  Word tha Mack

Step in the arena, I'ma have'ta hurt ya black

Now ya hurt, by the way that you act           

For your bitch ass image, I can't believe why they pay you that

Try to ignore me, I'ma get gory and straight pay you back

Like the Ying and the Yang *gunshot*  Click and the bang

I'm sick and deranged

And I came with a new team, to set it on your record and you quickly changed

I'ma parlay after a hard day of schooling suckers

And the like the groupon say  Kill you stupid motherfuckers

I don't trust ya  If I don't know ya, disarm ya man and cold body blow ya

War tactics



[Chorus:]

[New Child] War Tactics

[Fatal War] Tactics

[Guru War] Tactics

[James Gotti] War Tactics

[New Child] War Tactics

[Fatal] War Tactics

[Guru] War Tactics



[DJ Scratching]



[New] Child War Tactics

[Fatal] War Tactics (War)

[Guru] War Tactics

[James Gotti] War Tactics

[New Child] War Tactics

[Fatal] War Tactics

[Guru] War Tactics



[DJ Scratching]



[James Gotti]

Yo, yo. I'm hot. I carry heat like I walk wit the sun

When I speak, bullets shoot I talk wit my gun

Yo man lie wit you  Planning hits, spying wit you, get high wit you

Beef, yo ride wit you, that nigga cry wit you  He is when my nine hits you

If he standing by wit you, his ass gonna die wit you

He dwelled wit 'em, so I shoot em he felt wit them

Tail split them, jail flipped 'em, empty my shells in 'em, they well hit 'em

Bullet jing wit bell in 'em  Let my eternal spell get em

Watch em burn in hell wit em

My ammo, best chosen to take out my best opponent

guaranteed to rip your vest open and leave your flesh smoking

Yo vest open, wit blood to your chest swollen

I'm erect chokin, squeeze till yo neck broken

My gun, my clip, my bullet we all like rough

When I shoot you gonna fall like the season after summer



[Fatal]

I'm forced to step up, when death crep up

My diamonds shine for any kind that wanna try to get they rep' up

Two in place, hit em, get em, make em bounce for 'Pac and Yak

Amerikkkaz most wanted  Now the feds wanna jock a lot

Nigga, this the Outlawz; ain't nobody holding us back

They cancel shows  They knowing we explode on tracks

Abusive  Come find the firearms for this new shit

Get thirty different names and get Kadafi, still can't do shit

I serve ya clique  Ya Mack I got the urge to spit  Ya never heard of this shit

Verbally I'm murderous

They broke us up and they broke us slanging coke like a loc'ster

I see death around the corner, with two nines in my holster

The cognac sipper  big barrels by my zipper

And I ain't trying to miss ya when I'm tipsy of the liquor

I'm controversial, you overrated like Herschel  I refuse to go commercial

They say patience is the virtue

I can't help if my squad up against all odds

After shows you get robbed, for my niggaz that died

I run ya town like Emmett, only 5 minute tenet

Outlaw general, I'm Makaveli lieutenant

War tactics



[Chorus]
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