(feat. Diamond D, KC Da Rookee, Sadat X)



[Verse 1: Sadat X]

The Art Of War, war like you never seen before

Or, you can pick behind door three

See me with my dozers, and Desue

I guess you

I bless you

More or less

Fuckin' with me, it's more of this

Similar to great battles and war time tales

Hit me with my man Diamond and when all else fails

We can take it to the streets and not my sales

My game plan save the land

And that's the role part to be a general

I got to keep a cold heart right from the start

From the beginning I'm winnin'

Desue keeps it spinnin'

Hard wax,

hard facts,

hot jacks

My mother raised a soldier and my father was there

And if it's fair

Then I shouldn't have bring them things

Blow off your angels wings

I'm a warrior

Used to have a broad in Astoria but she caught feelings

I ?cut? off the dealings

That's a wrap for me

My niggas in the street ya bust a cap for me

Put my face on the wall

plus I'm being a whore

Read a verse from St. Peter and that's all (and that's all, and that's all)



[Chorus: Sadat X]

It's the art of war

War like you never seen my niggas

Runnin' in the street

Face summertime heat

Can you compete with the straight rap hop

and make sure your world don't stop

It's war

War like you never seen before

Summertime street

Niggas tryin' to eat

Can you compete with the straight rap hop

And make sure your world don't stop



[Verse 2: KC Da Rookee]

I declaire W-A-R

Attacking with the form are

Casualties and conflicts over the years we grow hard

Resistance torture mental scar move forward

Take grimest into the army it's enormous

Speech chain steady my aim

I'm blowin' up the target even when I be shooting from long range

Resistance, niggas hide behind enemy lines

Plot strategy and locations they can't find

Whose is the world if it ain't mine

Up against the enemy that's taken from us trapped up in petty crime

I stay ahead of time

With death threats aimed at my kind

But what's a better nigga still shine

Full power landin' in your mind

Rookee, Diamond D, Sadat X

Desue with the bomb on the decks

With the thoughts were comin' like air support

Fire missles they hit the core

?CY?



[Chrous]



[Diamond D]

Smack me I'ma smack you back

You won't hear D-Squeezy if the track is wack

Me and `X-Man´ once again back to back

I'm a fly ass nigga with a knack to rap

Ladies call me full Nelson, I'll crack your back

In the south BX where I pack the mack

Where the fiends get mad If the smack is wack

and all people stop and ask "where the cracks is at"

Honey's wear it one night and take it back to saks

Pickin' pockets

quick to hop it

One felony beat still quick to cock it

Bottles in yellow plastic quick to pop it

And I'm still quick with mines, sick with mines

Only cup OZ's no nicks and dimes

In the club on the low new kicks and shines

And still get cards from ex chicks of mine



[Chorus]



[talking: (Sadat X /) Diamond D]

(Yeah, yeah, y'all like that right)

Yeah, uh, goin' out to my man Desue

(Great 'dat X)

KC's and 'dat X

(and my man Desue)

Diamond D right here, uh

It's like that y'all

One Love D