War

It's a war going on It's a war going on Yeah, it's a war going on God told me this movie will write itself Spread love, be wise and let foolery fight itself Cause it's a war going on outside on the corner It's a war on your TV screen every morning Not the war with the bombs and the helicopters swarming But the war for your soul, that's what everyone's ignoring It's a war going on Yeah, it's a war going on (I was just talking to the homie the other day man) I be stressed, I be hella stressed, smoke a bunch of weed **** your right or wrong, the shit that I been on is do or die Run up on a nigga get 'em froze like I go Deebo make my way up from a kilo on that step Thug to death, yeah I mean the death, let that pistol talk B*****s 'bout to take a pic, trying to get the pose right Like, like all theses niggas I've got to shoot one **** one pistol I'm c**king two guns What's a pops, never had a pop, let that ratchet pop I'm too real, gave a fiend a pill for a Magnavox **** shoe money, I'm coppin' coupes son No y'all niggas not 'bout to do none B***h you with this shit or not? We gon' get this loot or starve? What the **** you doing? Writin' in a pad, **** you making songs **** you mean? Get this ****ing cream, get this ****ing cream High for real, pop the pill and drop the Xanny in my lean I can scream, cause you just smile like everything is fine Hope is fun, when I grab my gun, come take your life or mine Suicide, yeah it's suicide, life is suicide Hug this block, tote this ****ing Glock, can't let these suckers scheme If I do I die, if I don't I die that's suicide Got the devil with a gun against my brain like choose a side Cause it's a war going on... Cause it's a war going on outside on the corner It's a war on your TV screen every morning Not the war with the bombs and the helicopters swarming But the war for your soul, that's what everyone's ignoring It's a war going on Yeah, it's a war going on God told me this movie will write itself Spread love, be wise and let foolery fight itself (Cause it's a... it's a... it's a war going on) I love the hood with my whole heart It whole heartedly been a part of me in my own thought process So I digest through my own art That I'm blessed though I digress due to slow starts But who else could bring the hood out And tell 'em when they let God in, it brings the good out Learn a lesson and listen My current composition concerns your present condition And turn direction envision of givin' blessings and wishin' you well Well wishing entails fishing Siftin' through hell's kitchen to find good Have a God-like mind as the divine should Define good within yourself I think the time's good And may these lines live forever like a line should It's a war going on and your soul fighting So frightening within you I see thunder and both lightening Boat striking, snow ice and hail Your whole life unfold like, cold nights in Hell In a mode like, you're feeling low like, like you don't like yourself You got no sight, no insight No foresight, that's the shit that your foes like Shit too real, shit too ****ing real, I'm too real to dream Put the 4-4 to his foes like ****ing 'bout to take a pic, trying to get the pose right Red dot, headshot, hit 'em close like 'Cause I'm the son-of-a-b***h that named you Sue **** one pistol I'm c**king two guns **** shoe money, I'm coppin' coupes son No y'all mother****ers not 'bout to do none Guns, that's a way of life, get money not God You got guns, we got bigger guns, go get one and I ride If I die, they say I went hard, I go super hard Are you with this shit or not? We gon' get this loot or starve? **** you doing? Writing in a pad, **** you making songs What you rappin', boy you know what's happ'nin', that shit take too long **** you mean? Get this ****ing cream, get this ****ing cream Hug this block, tote this ****ing Glock, can't let these suckers scheme Shit too real, shit too ****ing real, I'm too real to dream So when it's -- [gunshots] --this cold world won't feel a thing Lonely days are gone All them nights to come Waited to be yours So let's make love not war So let the choir sing and let 'em know So let the choir sing and let 'em know So let the choir sing and let 'em know Whoa...