Joe Budden - Warfare lyrics
rate me<FONT size="1"><B>(feat. Joell Ortiz)</B></FONT><BR><BR>
<i>[DJ On Point]</i><br>
Warfare, featuring Joell Ortiz <i>[echo]</i><br>
(J.O., it's J.O.)<br>
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(IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT?)<br>
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<i>[Joe Budden]</i><br>
You're now hearin hip hop at it's finest<br>
I'm just criminal minded<br>
The Ed Hardy with the fine fit (oh)<br>
Track just started, no need to rewind it<br>
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<i>[Joell Ortiz]</i><br>
Me, I'm bringin fresh air back, I'm rap's hymelic<br>
Got 'em all sick is that vomit?<br>
Ew you nasty<br>
Man I'll smack your skin if you feel you past it<br>
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<i>[Joe Budden]</i><br>
It's like we lions against Lassies<br>
Niggaz ain't nice, they lyin, the flow ass cheek<br>
I'm on the beat like Contra POW<br>
Steamroll over shit, I'm in a Tonka now<br>
This ain't about radio, see I'm beyond the dial<br>
But still strong arm a nigga, Pete Konda style (ow)<br>
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<i>[Joell Ortiz]</i><br>
The inserts of your album put my ganja out<br>
That sweeter than the lip gloss on Rihanna's mouth<br>
Y'all sleepin, in pajamas on your momma's couch<br>
I'm freakin, in the Bahamas throwin condoms out<br>
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<i>[Joe Budden]</i><br>
Hold up dog, these felons ain't predicates, hands castle delicate<br>
Metal spit, leave 'em on the field like Everett (oh)<br>
I does my own stunts, like the Jackie Chan movie<br>
Mismatch, belt Prada but the pants Louie<br>
If you ain't fair to me, then your whole camp sushi<br>
Rockin Iceberg when niggaz didn't understand Snoopy<br>
Damn moolies, chain of command's ran through me<br>
You and your man uzi, (Slow Down) like Brand Nubie<br>
Can't do me, grant to me, like a man groupie<br>
If that's the number one pick, then he Sam Bowie<br>
And I hate to blow a homie on your mans<br>
You ain't Kid Rock, can't box the Tommy with your hands, motherfucker<br>
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<i>[Joell Ortiz]</i><br>
I was really in the lobby with the grands tryna take guap<br>
In the hallway, all day, is or it ain't hot<br>
Listen to Hot 9, like what do they got <br>
that I don't, With a blindfold I see everyone they say's hot<br>
It's too easy, I'm feelin like I'm a cheater (why?)<br>
The flow heavy, your's light like a slice of pita (haha)<br>
When moms was pregnant she was lightin reefer<br>
That's why I'm nice, in the middle of Alaska I'll write a heater<br>
I'm just cool and rough, hoody matchin my Adidas <br>
Pants with the permanent wrinkles like I am Ian Eagle<br>
I will make every last one of you guys believers<br>
Dudes is all lost, that's my word, I'm playin timer's keeper<br>
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<i>[Joe Budden]</i><br>
Treat me like a big brother, slash fifth tucker<br>
Let the cig snuff you, you a kid, fuck ya<br>
Cocked AK, Mayday, listenin to (Dre Day)<br>
Can't call me, dick in the mouth, somethin like Ray J<br>
They like Steve Irwin up against the stringray<br>
Heat up like ging ray, when somethin with the beans spray<br>
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<i>[Joell Ortiz]</i><br>
Uh, take a sip of E&J, then a little puff or two<br>
Get some butt, then kick out the slut, you's a bugaboo (haha)<br>
Weak dressers, in the ring I'm Mr. Wonderful<br>
Paul Orndorff, man y'all all soft and huggable<br>
Y'all dealin with a pro here, that don't care<br>
Y'all stiff and worn out like a closet with old gear<br>
And I ain't goin nowhere<br>
Producers know I'm the best thing over those snares<br>
But you speakers whack, Ortiz I overdose like the needle's packed<br>
I be's in a zone, then I give the speakers back<br>
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<i>[Joe Budden]</i><br>
Hold up Joell, the (Ether's) back<br>
See I'm rap's Larry Johnson, redid my contract, now the Chief is back<br>
So blame it on fatigue<br>
Have you like Greg Oden, injured before your first game in the league<br>
I'm spendin old faces, niggaz took my style<br>
Gotta steal my own shit back like O.J. did<br>
Might size you and your spouse, have guys go in your house<br>
With ridges on the nose of the rifle like OW!<br>
POW!<br>
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