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WAR CRIMES

Album: YOU ARE BEING WATCHED Durasi: 3:38

(I am watching you)

Fill the need, did it well

Everybody copied what we did, now it's tough

Two years later you're competing against yourself

Instead of complaining, "Ah, yeah them guys, they stole my music"

Motherfucker, make up some new shit

If they in 1992, leave 'em in 1992

Sometimes you'll go too far forward, and can't nobody catch up

So you just leave it there, like a landmine

Just leave it there

Somebody'll step on it sooner or later

(America)

(We have a problem)

(We have a problem)

(Prob-)

(America)

Sitting pretty in your bitch's residential

Ain't shit sweet, but the hotel presidential

Brand new Air Force Ones, bitch, I'm so presidential

I might drop some bombs on your fucking residential

Doing war crimes in your fucking residential

I might start some shit up, 'cause I love the drama

I'm putting numbers on the board like '08 Obama

What you- What you doing?

Yeah, exactly, exactly

I feel like Paul Atreides

I ran out Arrakis, Arrakis

Baby hold it firm, when you rock the word

Gun got a hair trigger, choppa got a perm

Sitting pretty in your bitch's residential

Ain't shit sweet, but the hotel presidential

Brand new Air Force Ones, bitch, I'm so presidential

I might drop some bombs on your fucking residential

Doing war crimes in your fucking residential

I might start some shit up, 'cause I love the drama

I'm putting numbers on the board like '08 Obama

Doing war crimes in your fucking residential

Doing war crimes in your fucking residential

Doing war crimes in your fucking residential

Doing war crimes in your fucking residential

Imma ruin you, cunt

Imma ruin you, cunt

Imma ruin you, cunt

Imma ruin you, hoe

All your nightmares are all about me

Better sleep with one eye open like Mike Wazowski

Own some big guns, like the CIA

I move big weight, like the CIA

And yo bitch on my watchlist like the CIA

Call me Uncle Sam, Imma make you pay

Cauight a guy with a knife and vape in his pocket

I got keys in the whip and a grabba in my pocket

I got drones, I got bombs, bitch, I got missles

It ain't nothing for me to fucking hit you

I'm doing war crimes, doing war crimes

Doing war crimes, I'm doing war crimes

I'm doing war crimes, doing war crimes

I'm doing war crimes, doing war crimes

I got drones, I got bombs, bitch, I got missles

It ain't nothing for me to fucking hit you

I'm doing war crimes, doing war crimes (In your fucking residential)

I'm doing war crimes, doing war crimes (In your fucking residential)

I'm doing war crimes, doing war crimes (In your fucking residential)

I'm doing war crimes, doing war crimes (In your fucking residential)

I'm doing war crimes, doing war crimes (In your fucking residential)

I'm doing war crimes, doing war crimes (In your fucking residential)

I'm doing war crimes, doing war crimes (In your fucking residential)

I'm doing war crimes, doing war crimes (In your fucking residential)

(We have a problem)