Nino Bless - War Machine (@NinoBless) lyrics

rate me

Me with the track's like a deaded marriage

Fighting hard over their assets, The way I'm going at it

This is the moment I swing for the fence

For folks who think I'm only average

NINO

The dopest with multi syllabics, appropriate status

Went from crack to coke, to raw as opium tablets, that

Soak in lava flow, and so cinematic

I write where Anakin , and Obi-Wan Kenobi went at it

You know me? So don't approach me with static

I let it fly like showing Kobe the basket, You could quote me on that shit

Bastard, all this hocus pocus, gold litte karats

Don't hold no matter, cause here, its so unemphatic

Front on tracks like you pimp, you a hopeless romantic

Tyson Beckford ass ho, You pose like a faggot

So... Don't be dramatic, like acting like you choking on salad

Hope or panic, won't haul this chosen hispanic

I'll open ya cabbage, You know I'm a savage

Like African child soldiers toting Soviet ratchets

The soul of a maverick, stay in the gutter like bad bowlers

School of hard-knocks, My diploma's a Masters

Cause I go in deeper than chicks trafficking

Coke wit petrolium packaged near they felopian passage

Woah

I'll Math to Dose on the masses

This Latin, assassin is known to just spaz quick

I'll nap him, & know that I'm that sick

To grab his chick's ass, and mack it

While his Ghost stares at his folks near his casket

Match this, please like I'm a damn stiff

I'm, more like turrets, fuck shit, with a bad twitch

Thinking I won't write death, like I ain't bodied that shit

That's dyslexic, right to left, you got it backwards, check

Who's next up? Let's step up

Don't get it twisted

Most of these cats are broke while my bread's up

Judging a rapper's success is more, deceptive

Than bitches uploaded pictures to the internet, from they neck up

Put ya left nut on the line, you ain't lying

You an iPad ad, for 9 bucks, no one's buying

Wanna bet? Pay ya debt, or you'll see some bold gangsters

Who'll take some of ya check, like CEO bankers

Look, Ho I'm my own anchor

Motivated by the doubt

So thank ya, you clone thinkers

I'm the lone ranger, on my own, in tune with the moment

The proof and the Omen, was chewing up dudes I did songs with

Go'head and hope and assume, I'm losing it soon

You snoozing while I make the elephant move from the room

I been ill since Puma's and Kabooms on my spoon

Since, Teddy Riley just wanted to zoom and a poom - poom

Since "Night night," Granny singing the Blue Moon

Since Hot Wheels, yelling out vroom vroom

I got chills, heard moms bump Melle Mel from the womb

Man, I be going hardbody like Victor von Doom

So these kids is on shrooms

If they think I ain't the one to go off

I'm so boss, when I'm bored, I go golf

What I'm spittin is past flames

I'm mainstream radio how I'm killing this rap game, fucker