CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Ready For War II
Got those chills in my veins, like cold air
I go places that most people tell me
"No wait, don’t go there", I don’t care
Pull up to my show, with an old pair
Of sweats that I wore, this whole year
Spending every penny
On making music and venting
You never know what you’re getting
Depending on what the setting is
I’m betting I’ll explode here
Bring out the calvary
Somebody battle me
Somebody tackle me
Gonna be battery chargеs
Carnage, this is reality
F**kin' attackin' the targеt
Nothin' attached to the harness
Strapped onto my back
Every time I rap
If I get attached
Yo, I get rid of that
Ya'll gotta let go!
Hear the echoes
Gonna nod your head
So much, that you break your neck bones
Gonna scream these lyrics, so loud
That you wake up, with strep throat
Go ahead, though
Consequences are lame
Yeah, F those
Shots'll help with my pain
Like, menthols
Alcohol, to my brain
Like, let’s go
I’ve been lost in my head for days
I don’t know if it’s gone, I can never say
Even if there’s a God, I can never pray
I lose myself, in the melody
I’m ready for war
How the f**k you wanna doubt me?
You don’t know nothin' about me
Every time that I get on the stage
I look around at it, proudly
Don’t give a f**k if there’s 20 people
Or a hundred people, or a thousand
I f**king started this sh*t, from the bottom
I’ve come pretty far, but I’ve never forgotten
This isn’t the end, this is just the beginning
I’m outta my head, and I’m done reminiscing
Im 'bout it again, yeah, I’m done with the history
I’m not repeating, again, are you listening?
This and both of my hands were blistering
Had an epiphany
After the misery
Drank enough liquor
To fill a distillery
F**k, it was sickening
Everybody told me that I should give up
Every time you fall, you’ve gotta get up
Everybody fails, I keep my chin up
Never gonna bail, that was a hiccup
How you want people to look at your legacy?
Do what you love in your life, it’s your destiny
If I’m not living my life, it’s the death of me
I am the enemy
I am the energy
I’m getting ready for war
I’ve been lost in my head for days
I don’t know if it’s gone, I can never say
Even if there’s a God, I can never pray
I lose myself, in the melody
I’m ready for war!
I’ve been lost in my head for days
I don’t know if it’s gone, I can never say
Even if there’s a God, I can never pray
I lose myself, in the melody
I’m ready for war!
I put a motherf**ker in a grave
There’s nobody safe!
Men and women should be running away!
Runnin', ah, they runnin' away?
Aw, what’s the matter?
Got nothing to say?
You got nothing to say?
I wanna see you decay!
I only see you as prey!
I love it, whenever they try to escape!
Yeah, I’m ready for war and
F**k a gun, I’ve got machetes and swords
Look at the gra**, with the enemy
Confetti and gore
Attackin' you fast, like I’ve got a .74
Or .47, whatever
You’re f**kin' dead on the floor
You’re right next to the ottoman
Probably wondering, "Yo, what is your problem with me?"
"Cause I’ve done nothing wrong? I’m an awesome man!"
Yeah, you prob'ly right
I just like the thrill of it
Killin' it
Don’t give a f**k, if you ain’t feelin' it
I’m gonna still do this sh*t, better than you
I’m for real with it
Ill with it
Look at my life
Look what I’m dealing with
I’ve been getting high every night
Just to deal with it
But I’m th'ough with the drugs
Used them, as a crutch
I do what I love
If you were the judge
Then who would you judge?
The person you are?
Or the person you was
I’m ready for war
I go places that most people tell me
"No wait, don’t go there", I don’t care
Pull up to my show, with an old pair
Of sweats that I wore, this whole year
Spending every penny
On making music and venting
You never know what you’re getting
Depending on what the setting is
I’m betting I’ll explode here
Bring out the calvary
Somebody battle me
Somebody tackle me
Gonna be battery chargеs
Carnage, this is reality
F**kin' attackin' the targеt
Nothin' attached to the harness
Strapped onto my back
Every time I rap
If I get attached
Yo, I get rid of that
Ya'll gotta let go!
Hear the echoes
Gonna nod your head
So much, that you break your neck bones
Gonna scream these lyrics, so loud
That you wake up, with strep throat
Go ahead, though
Consequences are lame
Yeah, F those
Shots'll help with my pain
Like, menthols
Alcohol, to my brain
Like, let’s go
I’ve been lost in my head for days
I don’t know if it’s gone, I can never say
Even if there’s a God, I can never pray
I lose myself, in the melody
I’m ready for war
How the f**k you wanna doubt me?
You don’t know nothin' about me
Every time that I get on the stage
I look around at it, proudly
Don’t give a f**k if there’s 20 people
Or a hundred people, or a thousand
I f**king started this sh*t, from the bottom
I’ve come pretty far, but I’ve never forgotten
This isn’t the end, this is just the beginning
I’m outta my head, and I’m done reminiscing
Im 'bout it again, yeah, I’m done with the history
I’m not repeating, again, are you listening?
This and both of my hands were blistering
Had an epiphany
After the misery
Drank enough liquor
To fill a distillery
F**k, it was sickening
Everybody told me that I should give up
Every time you fall, you’ve gotta get up
Everybody fails, I keep my chin up
Never gonna bail, that was a hiccup
How you want people to look at your legacy?
Do what you love in your life, it’s your destiny
If I’m not living my life, it’s the death of me
I am the enemy
I am the energy
I’m getting ready for war
I’ve been lost in my head for days
I don’t know if it’s gone, I can never say
Even if there’s a God, I can never pray
I lose myself, in the melody
I’m ready for war!
I’ve been lost in my head for days
I don’t know if it’s gone, I can never say
Even if there’s a God, I can never pray
I lose myself, in the melody
I’m ready for war!
I put a motherf**ker in a grave
There’s nobody safe!
Men and women should be running away!
Runnin', ah, they runnin' away?
Aw, what’s the matter?
Got nothing to say?
You got nothing to say?
I wanna see you decay!
I only see you as prey!
I love it, whenever they try to escape!
Yeah, I’m ready for war and
F**k a gun, I’ve got machetes and swords
Look at the gra**, with the enemy
Confetti and gore
Attackin' you fast, like I’ve got a .74
Or .47, whatever
You’re f**kin' dead on the floor
You’re right next to the ottoman
Probably wondering, "Yo, what is your problem with me?"
"Cause I’ve done nothing wrong? I’m an awesome man!"
Yeah, you prob'ly right
I just like the thrill of it
Killin' it
Don’t give a f**k, if you ain’t feelin' it
I’m gonna still do this sh*t, better than you
I’m for real with it
Ill with it
Look at my life
Look what I’m dealing with
I’ve been getting high every night
Just to deal with it
But I’m th'ough with the drugs
Used them, as a crutch
I do what I love
If you were the judge
Then who would you judge?
The person you are?
Or the person you was
I’m ready for war
