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BIG WAR Lyrics - Artist : lil darkie
By the way, have you seen my fucking lighter?
Awwwrrr where's my fucking light- Oop - found it Flick Lalalalalala Blow up I did it I could do it again My friend I-I run up then I detonate Bring your end Send shots at your temple That you defend Send planes if you fucking With allah's men Made by the usa bitch The head of your country is a bumbling racist A drone took my family and he still won't say shit Behead em on camera To display they faces Allahu akbar All you, are not hard Blow up, a cop car Jetting thru the desert You be slowing on the wokhart You can, not be hard Causing, a jihad All of my brothers In a suicidal pea pod Grip on, an ak Hear him say, mayday 72 virgins, talking my pay day It is, my time now Ready, to die loud Leelelelelelele Blow up I did it I could do it again My friend I run up then I detonate Bring your end Send shots at your temple That you defend Send planes if you fucking With allah's men Sharia Shawdy act so naughty (nah) Cover her from head to toe So, I can't get my body hard Rpg Are we free No, we're not they arming me Come and see How it be Inside of the middle east Or at least Follow us on twitter Keep up with recruitments Who we looting? We get our boots and guns We use for shooting All the jews and Who we choosing to Show up on our youtube And pull in views n When we slit his throat And leave his body oozing Fuck a infidel Throw is body in a well Free my brothers ali and muhammad From that island cell This be that isis type beat (uh) Killer type beat (uh) Pull up on the goat and I might fill ya type beat (Ha, wait, what he do, what he, ha yea-a-ah Yea-a-ah, huh, huh, really, huh, really, huh yeah Oh, oh, yeah-yeah, oh swipe my, uh Ta na-na-na-na-naaaaa-naaaaa-na Where's my fucking lighter Ma-na-na-na-na-na-naww One two One two three four) This that isis type beat (uh) Killer type beat (uh) Pull up on the goat and I might fill ya type beat (yeah) This that isis type beat (uh) Terror type beat (uh) Pull on on him hit him cause an error type beat Blow up I did it I could do it again My friend I-I run up then I detonate Bring your end Send shots at your temple That you defend Send planes if you fucking With allah's men Blow up Blow up I'm about to blow up Filled up with emotion and some potion had to po up No cup grow up Bitch you better grow up Slow up If you talking shit, you better Throw up Throw up C'mon boys Were going to kill some arabs Oorah Yeah Yeah Yeah Boys we're on our way down Ar let it spray now Kicking in your front door Everybody lay down Tangos, inbound Run up on em Lord forgive me of my sins now Shitting on em Filling em with bullets that we bring down Hit em a bigger stick Making my ear ring now Where'd they come from The cotton eyed hoes Them isis folk getting shot in they homes The nicest folk could Put a hole in yo dome I ride the dragon with a Pole pole pole Bag and tag em, we Cold cold cold Rock and roll we Don't fold fold no See the eagle fly Hear the people die See the eagle fly Hear the people die Left, right Left, right Left, right (aye, get alive) Left, right Left, right Everywhere we step Fight Right left Right left Hit him with that pipe Breath Good Now drop and give me 20 soldier Yes sir! Na na na na na na na na na na That's right now give me another one You halfway maggot right now This land was your land But now it's my land I'm very happy That you're in pain This land was your land But now it's my land I'm very happy That you're in pain We want your oil Under the white sand Were sending men to put some bullets in your brains Bitch nigga wanna come my way Wanna pull up in the hummer The drummer he might play I run up on ya bunker I'm thumpin ya night day I'm dumping on these niggas They can't even sight me I'm special operations We a special population See us taking over areas and setting up a station Where we basing our location information On the nation in relation to you niggas We the hostile occupation Bad Reputation Discrimination causing hella separation Transportation prohibiting Yo migration cause a piece of legislation Won't get to you destination You under investigation Boys we're on our way down Boys we're on our way down Boys we're on our way down Boys we're on our way down Boys we're on our way down Ar let it spray now Kicking in your front door Everybody lay down! Tangos, inbound Run up on em Lord forgive me of my sins now Shitting on em Filling em with bullets that we bring down Hit em a bigger stick Making my ear ring now Oh-oh-ahahahahahh-yeah Huh Right, left, right, left Huh Oh no not again... Makes you really wanna know What the fuck is going on in this place Alalalalalala I'm crazy Somebody listen to me We're tired, we're tired of fighting your battles Not cattle the stick and it rattle Don't tread on me tread on me The true american Hyper aware I am I won't go there again I won't go back Fuck your wars for money, for economy Autonomy is dying and a lot of me believes it Leave it in the past Keep buying more gas, keep starting your wars Keep sending more tours to afghanistan and taliban hand to hand to fight em now I understand? And we increasing demand for all those manufacturers to capture us Reactors in the east Our nation sending shit to rapture em Tractor by the farms the old pasture Feeling fractured from the folks That live as actors in la And that's a factor How the crackers and the blackers And the darkies in between Ain't gonna do shit If we hang everyone Who got a different stature? What you mean? what you mean? what you mean? What you mean? what you mean? What you mean, bitch? Pointing our beams and creating teams And paying our taxes to generate means of harm Extremely alarmed, they got us on fox Let's sell some more arms, let's make some more weapons Keep stepping in places you do not belong Keep singing our songs, go right others' wrongs Go buy chinese products 'cause you're supposed to love us There's nothing above us but stars in the sky Then get addicted to bars and get high A big farmer supply make our will to live die I prayed to join the military 17 years young I know 21 year olds who bitch and let their tears run I know grown niggas that ain't never been near guns You fuck around and die then I'm deciding when we're done Eagle scout, deagle shout Don't tread on me, I'm an eagle scout Keep lead on me, let the deagle shout My dead homies told me weed 'em out Post up lowkey like a sauerkraut Big war Big war Big war Attention! I'd like to have a moment of silence for all of the niggas that perished last year in the fucking game. all the niggas that gave the fuck up, all the niggas that wasn't good enough, all the niggas who died in battle, I salute you now! Hoo rah! Nah nah Nah nah God bless the usa God bless the usa God bless the usa |
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