Tonalità: B major
Verse 1
Fm
You niggas want war? Trust
me you don't want war
Homeboy, you don't know
how serious it could be
Bbm
Db
Man, the feeling starts,
Fm
it's a million man march
No games, all my soldiers
as serious as can be be
When we pull up like, hey ya,
hey ya, hey ya, ho
Then we run up like, hey ya,
Gbm
hey ya, hey ya, ho
Fm
Gbm
Man, y'all done gone
Verse 2
and did it,
Fm
well come on with it
The fifth got a kick, but won't slip,
I rubber gripped it
Wrap you in them sheets on Christmas,
I'm double- gifted
Double barrel shotty, you double
jointed when you flippin'
Gbm
Ask about your boy,
Fm
they'll tell you I'm not the fella
Tomato sauce whoever tryna
shred up my mozzarella
I guess it's in my genes,
no prints if I got the poke out
Man, let these nigga's reach,
I'm Iverson with the blow out
Gbm
Some times you gotta show out,
just to show 'em what Joe 'bout
Give 'em the green light, well fuck it,
Fm
where we even goin' now?
Gbm
Got shooters on the scanner,
Fm
you never know what we spoke 'bout
Gbm
Fm
Pic ture Tony Montana with hammers
runnin' in Sos' house
Gbm
Ghost Town
Bullets in the beach chair,
Fm
lines drawn, break the sand
Got bad news, sit 'em down,
nah, nigga take a stand
Gbm
Fm
Dirty crackheads run up on you, "What you was sayin',
man?"
It's lights out, won't even take a bath,
ha
[Hook: Joell Ortiz + Joe
Budden]
You niggas want war? Trust me you
don't want war
Homeboy, you don't know
how serious it could be
Man, the feeling starts,
it's a million man march
No games, all my soldiers
as serious as can be be
When we pull up like, hey ya,
hey ya, hey ya, ho
Then we run up like, hey ya,
Verse 3
hey ya, hey ya, ho
Fm
You dick- faced ass nigga's
asked for it so here they come
Gbm
No matter where they from
I disappeared and dump
Fm
No choice but to swear they dumb,
Gbm
but we're not dumb
I'm on my Luke Skywalker, get
Fm
your Jedi spun
I'm on my DMC, I hear them things rev,
y'all run
Gbm
Guess it's begun,
get the private jet, pilot set
Fm
Gbm
Fm
Alibi in check, to the island head,
Gbm
make sure it's no sur vivors left
'Round up all the hostages,
Fm
bum stiggity bum, stiggity bum
Hey, I mean a lot of them,
Gbm
shit be soundin' like Das EFX
I pay no mind to the talkin'
Fm
'til it's a heightened threat
Never baby nigga's with envy
to give me my respect
Gbm
Fm
I eject bullets from rifles
wearin' a sniper vest
Find your body OTC, you're like
Gbm
a Prilosec
Y'all won't even hear me comin',
Fm
Michael Myers' steps
Hear that thing ch- ch- choppin'
'til no tires left
Bulldogs bark,
Gbm
4s roars like a lion's breath
Fm
I love new toys, so I invest
Verse 4
Fm
You niggas want war? Trust me you
don't want war
Homeboy, you don't know
how serious it could be
Man, the feeling starts,
it's a million man march
No games, all my soldiers
as serious as can be be
When we pull up like, hey ya,
hey ya, hey ya, ho
Then we run up like, hey ya,
Fm
hey ya, hey ya, ho
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