War war war war

I want to declare a war

My fist breaks your porcelain nose

There are other things that hands can do

To create or to destroy, mini gods and goddesses

First person singular

Set it set it set it off



War war war war

Keep the past the future is ours

Man made natural disaster

Blocking out all of the sun

Supermen and mitsi turbo

Speed agility super strength

Wipe the blood of those knuckles

Spark it give me two's on that



War war war war

I want to declare a war

True say blud that when we ride

We don't stop for nobody

The Africans and the Bengalis

He knows all the rude boys

Reebok Nike Adidas Puma

"Rer rer rer, this shit is long"

It's all getting, quite highly charged

Get out the way, or get fucked up



We dance to the sound of sirens

We dance to the sound



And to think, that these hands

Could work wonders, with their touch

Listening, to dead singers, in your room

In 98



We dance to the sound of sirens

We dance to the sound