Greydon Square, Canibus - War Porn lyrics

Request permission to engage roger that
Uhh we have no personnel east of our

Fear monger in the government propaganda
Churches try to scurry up
Offerings for their santa
Hip-hop became a language but got
Lost in the grammar
They tried to take the music and
Cut it with Arm & Hammer
(It's dope, They tried to make it crack?)
Well it's time to take it back
Make em responsible for what they
Say on the track
And if it's whack, we attack
It's as simple as that
Entering through the back
Clear the room full of traps
A military underground assault team
To liberate rap
Has already been dispatched in fact
A whole new batch is hatched, gremlin style
Pardon me as I catch my breath
It's been a while
While you calling me insane
Some bible-thumping psycho shot her son
At the shooting range who's to blame?
Extensively military trained like Major Payne
Post traumatic stress syndrome fresh
On the brain only in the streets they notice
Us when we speak make decisions on the flow
But don't go with us overseas
And get none of the over patrols or IEDs
Engaging the enemy firing behind the trees
Even verbally ambushed by real MCs

Globally unique, the Beast is about to breach
Canibus and Greydon spit speech
That's too deep
Peace, brohan comes hold hands
With the old man
Imma show you how Hip Hop got me programmed
War Porn, why the fuck is it important
Where Obama was born?
Shit, cuz racism got us locked at the horns
Ready to fight for the
Colored man's birthright
Dark energy light up the night like thermite
Do not talk keep eyes on I4
In case shit pop off
The fuel truck just got topped off
This is day two hundred and two
Still got a broken AVU
Report back with a tactical overview
CVC ID teams, 3D thermal screens
Target emcees who move between
Shrubs and trees
Track the migratory patterns of three
Quarters of the Earth's rappers
Mass disaster leave the
Whole planet grassless

Savage, the super gross and Rip the Jacker
Closed perimeter
Get too close and we'll attack ya
My whole unit's trained to be ghosts
Bodysnatchers combat, we can boast the sum
We done fought the toe-to-toe and won
Now they expect us to fold and run?
For making fun of they chosen one?
Let's see what happens when
Them soldiers come
Toward madness, in the sand, just more havoc
More action from hardcore rappers
With war patches
What's the soldier's creed? I
Know it backwards
You should tell every vet you know you
Honor us in the highest fashion
As soon as you pass him
This is the message I want to
Get out to the masses
They confiscate, hide, and mask it
Eyes-only portfolios and packages
Films of our missions depicted inaccurate
Chinook, C130s, and apache hit's
Baghdad international landing strips
We called it BIOP
You be trying to land and shit
And cats would fire
These are the things we dream when we retire
Brass of the warrior class is cast iron
Forged in the hell-fire of and
All the while knowing that I
Might die alongside my peers

Yeah (War-Porn)