Chamillionaire

Chamillionaire - War At Your Door lyrics

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<strong>War At Your Door Lyrics</strong>

[Intro:]

I'm coming home, I'm coming home

Tell the world I'm coming home

Let the rain wash away

All the pain of yesterday

I know my kingdom awaits

And they've forgiven my mistakes

I'm coming home, I'm coming home

Tell the wolrd I'm coming home

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]

In this game it seems that I'm lyrically reaching a point where it's not fair no more

Hit 'em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy

It's like I'm bringing war to your front door

In this game it seems that I'm lyrically reaching a point where it's not fair no more

Hit 'em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy

It's like I'm bringing war to your front door, front door

[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]

Look how I lyrically assainate a verse then

I can get a hooker shot like ervin

You never bust repping just like you a virgin

Under your girl done hitting a belly like a surgeon

A hundred milli gotta get it brrr Birdman

Christina Milian she ain't got her man

And I don't have no dreams either, I'm working

Surfing the earth and tryna stay urban

You see the heater poking out I got the shirt in

All of these rappers getting jerked without the jurgens

The similes and metaphors that I be serving gone right over their head, hot turbans

I got a business manager and she a persian

Ain't got a deal with Eminem but I am burning

Hot, got a lawyer he's really a diversion

I'm riding dirtier than 30 days with no detergent

Ain't really with the beef but the tweets I get at you

If I ever see you in the streets I'm a slap you

I don't mean LeBron when the Heat coming at you

Cover up and duck like him lay tatoo

All this cake getting flipped like a spatula

Not a act like a chat I'm a natural

Suits tried to take me out the game what did that do

Still here like the name of an ear statue

Bread cheese here funds really high

Work in the strip club and throw my lunch in the sky

Front til you die while I spend a month in Dubai

I'm a guard in the streets alhamdulillah

Test and I bet that you gon' flunk when you try

I don't even gotta use my gun to reply

You get punched in the eye, punched in the eye

What is a tie all you can blood finna fly

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]

[Verse 2: Yelawolf]

Half of these motherfucking rappers don't know shit

Ain't seen a gansta ain't seen a brick

And they wonder why when the OG's come around Yelawolf I get the respect I get

Cause I never walk into another man's house

And tell him what I think about the way he live

I done a little dirt on my own

And I won't throw stones

So I get back what I give

Reach for the tool homeboy go ahead

If you wanna be dead homie be dead

Who am I to be thinkin that I won't pop a trunk

If you feelin like a punk

From the he said she said

Life's not a choice it's a win or lose

So what's it gonna be, him or you?

Did he lie on your bed, did she lie to your head?

Well, it all depends on the truth

See I'm realistic and everyday can't be terrific

I done see one of my boys get ticked off and put his hands on a dirty AK and lifted it

Up in the air, and then saw him carried him

Into the club, I know he wanted to bury 'em

My crew is laughing, I was scared as fuck and they thought it was hilarious

[Chorus 2: Chamillionaire]

In this game it seems that I'm lyrically

Reaching a point where it's not fair no more

Hit em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy

It's like I'm bringing war to your front door

In this game it seems that I'm lyrically

Reaching a point where it's not fair no more

Hit em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy

(Yelawolf)

It's just another day outside my door

[Verse 3: Trae Tha Truth]

Yeah, I'm a let you take a second to introduce you to pain

Where everybody going through it and going insane

The inner struggle but they focused on making they change

Anybody get it away and they making it rain

If it go to me I'll probably be doing the same

If I ever could I'll forever be repping the same game

Rapping on thinking I promise I'll get the same thing

In the back of the maybach outside of somebody name

Getting brain like I was only here to learn something

Fucking with me I guarantee I'm a return some

Raise some drama then show up tryna burn some

I do my dirt and then I never pay it back

I'm dealing with it and never taking it

You can't respect, the city been awake

Never get attacked, got it, I can't hear nobody taking that

Wanna hit the block and wanna thug? dreaming to get away

And to the love I got for the streets, the hood

Call up any nigga who come that and try to fit in I send them away

Yelawolf go get the whip I got this

I open the gate ain't no way they could stop this

They want it with us, you can tell em about this

Looking for something pretty, you can em it's not this

[Chorus 2]

[Verse 4: Chamillionaire]

See the barrel shoot in the tank I'm in the cockpit

Bullets that'll jump on your head like it's a moshpit

Even if you're wearing a bulletproof outfit

I got a batman you go and robbin like a sidekick

The rap game really my chick

Topic is whether Chamillionaire is the topic

Put 'em on the line I'm telling you that I got this

Autograph the weapon I'm hitting you with a shot whip

Multi multi million dollar bow tie still be a clown it's equivalent to cho chi

Go and die know why he will tell the most lies most likely to get hit with the 4 5

Yo price pow hit 'em with the scorcher what you know about the Chinese, water torture

Can't run from the lyricism cause it caught ya

Write it when I'm in your nightmare like an author

West craving the world what I'm saving

I got a halla tip that I brought for the occasion

I put it in a weapon that was made by an Asian

My mind is a maze and that means that I'm amazing

Your girl call me papi coming with a posse

Everybody black I'm the opposite of nazi

In the major label they be thinking I'm Gaddafi

I'm taking out anyone who thinkin they can stop me

[Chorus 2]

[Verse 5: Yelawolf]

Pray on my God, I believe it's too hard

Don't reach for the dogs who believe the facades

Don't reach too far to compete with the dog

Because deep in the heart they wanna? this all

I wish I could be the one to say I warned ya

Don't pay any attention

Man I wanna ignore the haters

But I can't afford to leave them alone

They say Yelawolf ain't never been in the dark

And trailerparks and made their mark

I gotta make it hot cause I was given a pardon

I gotta play the role

Serial killing rap, cause I had a serial code

In every city with a cereal bowl

When I rap, peer in my soul

I'm in the light like a deer in the road

Clear in control, my spirit is old

I'm hearing the Gold I'm hearing the foes, hoes

And it falls like a rock don't mean you hard like one

You want the credit for getting gutter forget it

You ma'fuckers forgot the credit card and run

Street credit won't put bullets in ya gun

But it might put a stray bullet in your son

Daughters, uncles, aunts, friends and nusiance

Become tangled up when it comes undone

[Chorus]

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