Bizzy Bone, Capo Confucious - Waitin' for Warfare lyrics
[Bizzy Bone, Capo Confucious - Waitin' for Warfare lyrics]
There is no way in hell (marching factions)
That the blind can lead the blind
(regime takin' over my body)
Unless somebody play the dog
(intertwined into my soul)
Split personality, -ality, -ality
Split personality, -ality, -ality
I'm in reality (foward march)
Waitin' for warfare
Waitin' for warfare, warfare, warfare
Warfare my army, marchin' factions
Regime takin' over my body it seems
Regime, regime (forward march)
Hear the eruption when I'm
Pumpin and bustin', gotta give a concussion
Lovin' the lust and plus to touch me, rush me
Too much, you must be out of your mind
Trust me, I'm the nigga dumpin'
Tell 'em lovely
All the way from the Clair to
The PO and down '71
We on to the CO and fuckin' with the B-O-N-E
Hit the floor and go
And again we hit the door
Ammo explode, rappin' in platinum
Capo ballin' out of control
Provoked emotions
Devotion, capture bankroll
Behold the unknown treasure
Cherish your soul
Precious as solid gold roses
Thrown over decomposed bodies froze
Expose those who chose to impose sleep
Deceased, buried six feet deep
Beneath hollow stone
Tragedy prolong memories, harmony
Sing another sad song
Unsolved mysteries involve society
Only strong minds survive holocaust
Victims soft in our life die off
The broad caught slippin', steppin'
In deep shit, raw thoughts evolve
Ignorance lost, weapons for cost
The pussy wish he had some balls
To brawl with us heartless
In it'til ya havin' a
Tendency to empty cartridges
Off on enemy targets (bitch)
Regardless of felony charges
Still spittin' ammunition
So mission accomplished
We're movin' in heaven's movie
My lil' nigga, watch out!
Waitin' for warfare
Waitin' for warfare, warfare, warfare
Warfare my army, marchin' factions
Regime takin' over my body it seems
Regime, regime
Well I'm a soldier, fuck the TV
See me when they bring back 3D
Even on Eazy bookin' on me
Lookin' at Ruthless now
She so sleazy, gimme some cheese!
And I see that you're scheming
On the comedians now but leave me, bitch
You better believe can't nobody save you
When I move my music underground
And don't deceive me, please
Get up off your knees
I'm all about business, ask Animal
I ain't your victim and a
Witness to the sickness written
Did I piss you off?
On a mission in the midst of the demons
Bankin' off my voice and makin' my choices
She don't even know me and
I'm kickin' and screamin'
Tryin' to get out my dreams
At least to keep me breathin'
Even poisoned the noise
Got me coverin' my ears
And save my tears for years, just for the joy
But, I'm tellin' you boy, not here
I gotta get my paper
Will the rapist pull my plug
And fuck the thug? Hell yeah, nigga, no love
I thought you knew and nigga don't shove
Cause, I'm like, nigga what?
I'll fuck you up you know the rules
Regime takin' over my body it seems
Waitin' for warfare
I can smell your wicked rigormortis
A mile from the morgue
The scorn in your soul may tell
You to humiliate your enemies
Have you not read the Art of War?
Absent-minded to the enduring
Pouring your cup of damnation in
The midst of my world
You gotta be out of your monkey-ass mind
No more will the look of Medusa
Seduce the predecessors and entrepreneurs
Retaliation, I can taste temptation
Tension, instigatin' allegations
Undertakin' sacred assassinations
Dead presidents, weapons, and nations
Independence foresaken
Revelations in the making
Bitch made niggas breakin'
Separate by segregation
Hatred they motivation
No relation in this congregation
Load weapons
(B, pass me a clip) trigger detonations
Bullet penetrate, men break, strain
Pain and frustration abstain
Chain-reaction tribulations
Safe to say you can't escape disaster
When messin' with a master
Unmask the Ripsta's little riddler
Nigga natural born killas
Gotta get you more money
Come on my little brother
And I brung him - thug on
I got him fuckin' with the revolution
All on the retribution and execution
Shootin', let 'em, do 'em
Get gone, done made a bomb bond
None of y'all pinned my strategize
I heard Bizzy's fried, I heard Bizzy died
But the word from Bryon:
Surprise, I'm still alive with
A militant mind
Gotta hit it, will die in a minute
Did he feel it? Well then get it
Rewind, you just trippin' on a
Nigga tryin' to shine
But, I'm'a get mine and I ain't lyin'
Nigga everytime I sign the dotted
Line it's for the riot
Nigga what you want to do and
I ain't dyin' without you
In the silence will kill ya
It's the quiet ones who might peel ya
On the realer, on my lonely and
I see that you're phoney, nobdy
Phone me and surely I'm out the door
And don't you come for me
It's still fuck for sure, let it go
I know and boy I will enjoy
A little toe to toe
But no, you'd probably involve the po po
And tell them that you went
To jail with Bizzy Bone it's on in the CO
That the blind can lead the blind
(regime takin' over my body)
Unless somebody play the dog
(intertwined into my soul)
Split personality, -ality, -ality
Split personality, -ality, -ality
I'm in reality (foward march)
Waitin' for warfare
Waitin' for warfare, warfare, warfare
Warfare my army, marchin' factions
Regime takin' over my body it seems
Regime, regime (forward march)
Hear the eruption when I'm
Pumpin and bustin', gotta give a concussion
Lovin' the lust and plus to touch me, rush me
Too much, you must be out of your mind
Trust me, I'm the nigga dumpin'
Tell 'em lovely
All the way from the Clair to
The PO and down '71
We on to the CO and fuckin' with the B-O-N-E
Hit the floor and go
And again we hit the door
Ammo explode, rappin' in platinum
Capo ballin' out of control
Provoked emotions
Devotion, capture bankroll
Behold the unknown treasure
Cherish your soul
Precious as solid gold roses
Thrown over decomposed bodies froze
Expose those who chose to impose sleep
Deceased, buried six feet deep
Beneath hollow stone
Tragedy prolong memories, harmony
Sing another sad song
Unsolved mysteries involve society
Only strong minds survive holocaust
Victims soft in our life die off
The broad caught slippin', steppin'
In deep shit, raw thoughts evolve
Ignorance lost, weapons for cost
The pussy wish he had some balls
To brawl with us heartless
In it'til ya havin' a
Tendency to empty cartridges
Off on enemy targets (bitch)
Regardless of felony charges
Still spittin' ammunition
So mission accomplished
We're movin' in heaven's movie
My lil' nigga, watch out!
Waitin' for warfare
Waitin' for warfare, warfare, warfare
Warfare my army, marchin' factions
Regime takin' over my body it seems
Regime, regime
Well I'm a soldier, fuck the TV
See me when they bring back 3D
Even on Eazy bookin' on me
Lookin' at Ruthless now
She so sleazy, gimme some cheese!
And I see that you're scheming
On the comedians now but leave me, bitch
You better believe can't nobody save you
When I move my music underground
And don't deceive me, please
Get up off your knees
I'm all about business, ask Animal
I ain't your victim and a
Witness to the sickness written
Did I piss you off?
On a mission in the midst of the demons
Bankin' off my voice and makin' my choices
She don't even know me and
I'm kickin' and screamin'
Tryin' to get out my dreams
At least to keep me breathin'
Even poisoned the noise
Got me coverin' my ears
And save my tears for years, just for the joy
But, I'm tellin' you boy, not here
I gotta get my paper
Will the rapist pull my plug
And fuck the thug? Hell yeah, nigga, no love
I thought you knew and nigga don't shove
Cause, I'm like, nigga what?
I'll fuck you up you know the rules
Regime takin' over my body it seems
Waitin' for warfare
I can smell your wicked rigormortis
A mile from the morgue
The scorn in your soul may tell
You to humiliate your enemies
Have you not read the Art of War?
Absent-minded to the enduring
Pouring your cup of damnation in
The midst of my world
You gotta be out of your monkey-ass mind
No more will the look of Medusa
Seduce the predecessors and entrepreneurs
Retaliation, I can taste temptation
Tension, instigatin' allegations
Undertakin' sacred assassinations
Dead presidents, weapons, and nations
Independence foresaken
Revelations in the making
Bitch made niggas breakin'
Separate by segregation
Hatred they motivation
No relation in this congregation
Load weapons
(B, pass me a clip) trigger detonations
Bullet penetrate, men break, strain
Pain and frustration abstain
Chain-reaction tribulations
Safe to say you can't escape disaster
When messin' with a master
Unmask the Ripsta's little riddler
Nigga natural born killas
Gotta get you more money
Come on my little brother
And I brung him - thug on
I got him fuckin' with the revolution
All on the retribution and execution
Shootin', let 'em, do 'em
Get gone, done made a bomb bond
None of y'all pinned my strategize
I heard Bizzy's fried, I heard Bizzy died
But the word from Bryon:
Surprise, I'm still alive with
A militant mind
Gotta hit it, will die in a minute
Did he feel it? Well then get it
Rewind, you just trippin' on a
Nigga tryin' to shine
But, I'm'a get mine and I ain't lyin'
Nigga everytime I sign the dotted
Line it's for the riot
Nigga what you want to do and
I ain't dyin' without you
In the silence will kill ya
It's the quiet ones who might peel ya
On the realer, on my lonely and
I see that you're phoney, nobdy
Phone me and surely I'm out the door
And don't you come for me
It's still fuck for sure, let it go
I know and boy I will enjoy
A little toe to toe
But no, you'd probably involve the po po
And tell them that you went
To jail with Bizzy Bone it's on in the CO