CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : War
Well, I just wanna drink and fight, and fight
Yeah, God knows that I ain't right, ain't right
And if I die I wanna see the Lord, the Lord
Before I go I'm bringin' you to war, to war
War, you ain't even ready for it, got a bunch of crazy white boys in the back of a Ford
With some baseball bats and some sharp a** knives that are bigger than some motherf**kin' swords
I grew up with these kids, my brothers just drive around town look for trouble when they bored
Got a problem with them, that's a problem with me, no problem showin' up at your door
And I ain't knockin' on that, f**k a welcome mat, where the hell you at?
Man, I'm all up in your house with my feet up on your couch, kill you in my f**kin' sleep, might as well take a nap
Boy, you should probably chill, this is real life, Facebook get you killed
You spineless, so you type it online b*t*h, bring that sh*t 'round here
You find me out here ridin' all damn night with nowhere to go
Me and my .45 right by my side, if you want some smoke
I got that fire, best keep quiet, 'less you met me before
'Cause I'ma ride until I die, damn right I'm ready for war, let's go
Well, I just wanna drink and fight, and fight
Yeah, God knows that I ain't right, ain't right
And if I die I wanna see the Lord, the Lord
Before I go I'm bringin' you to war, to war
War, who the f**k want it? Ain't nobody safe when I'm on it
Let's just be honest, who did more, not your favorite rapper that's for sure, no comment
I don't wanna go back and forth, I don't even need to rap no more, I'ma giant
And I ain't lyin', if I hear one more thing about Ryan, I'ma vomit
Look, I don't give a sh*t who's the better rapper
Who's a better artist, y'all got it backwards
Pointless to argue, at each others throats like some b*st*rds
That's my brother, y'all some a**holes
So f**k a battle, there ain't gonna be one
Everyone's a tough guy, how come I don't see none?
Prolly 'cause there ain't none, at least not any more
So who the f**k want war?
You find me out here ridin' all damn night with nowhere to go
Me and my .45 right by my side, if you want some smoke
I got that fire, best keep quiet, 'less you met me before
'Cause I'ma ride until I die, damn right I'm ready for war, let's go
Well, I just wanna drink and fight, and fight
Yeah, God knows that I ain't right, ain't right
And if I die I wanna see the Lord, the Lord
Before I go I'm bringin' you to war, to war
Yeah, God knows that I ain't right, ain't right
And if I die I wanna see the Lord, the Lord
Before I go I'm bringin' you to war, to war
War, you ain't even ready for it, got a bunch of crazy white boys in the back of a Ford
With some baseball bats and some sharp a** knives that are bigger than some motherf**kin' swords
I grew up with these kids, my brothers just drive around town look for trouble when they bored
Got a problem with them, that's a problem with me, no problem showin' up at your door
And I ain't knockin' on that, f**k a welcome mat, where the hell you at?
Man, I'm all up in your house with my feet up on your couch, kill you in my f**kin' sleep, might as well take a nap
Boy, you should probably chill, this is real life, Facebook get you killed
You spineless, so you type it online b*t*h, bring that sh*t 'round here
You find me out here ridin' all damn night with nowhere to go
Me and my .45 right by my side, if you want some smoke
I got that fire, best keep quiet, 'less you met me before
'Cause I'ma ride until I die, damn right I'm ready for war, let's go
Well, I just wanna drink and fight, and fight
Yeah, God knows that I ain't right, ain't right
And if I die I wanna see the Lord, the Lord
Before I go I'm bringin' you to war, to war
War, who the f**k want it? Ain't nobody safe when I'm on it
Let's just be honest, who did more, not your favorite rapper that's for sure, no comment
I don't wanna go back and forth, I don't even need to rap no more, I'ma giant
And I ain't lyin', if I hear one more thing about Ryan, I'ma vomit
Look, I don't give a sh*t who's the better rapper
Who's a better artist, y'all got it backwards
Pointless to argue, at each others throats like some b*st*rds
That's my brother, y'all some a**holes
So f**k a battle, there ain't gonna be one
Everyone's a tough guy, how come I don't see none?
Prolly 'cause there ain't none, at least not any more
So who the f**k want war?
You find me out here ridin' all damn night with nowhere to go
Me and my .45 right by my side, if you want some smoke
I got that fire, best keep quiet, 'less you met me before
'Cause I'ma ride until I die, damn right I'm ready for war, let's go
Well, I just wanna drink and fight, and fight
Yeah, God knows that I ain't right, ain't right
And if I die I wanna see the Lord, the Lord
Before I go I'm bringin' you to war, to war
