Start a War (feat. Aragon)

La da la da da da, this is how you start a war La da la da da da, this is how you start a war La da la da da da, this is how you start a war La da la da da da, this is how you start a war It's time to pick up the axe again, M.I.C. is the acronym I'm a monster in the cypher, but you don't know the half of it Killing M.I.C.s like I'm Khan, I want the world and beyond I'm packing poison in my pen, like some chemical bomb So if you're crossing the line, you're getting hit with a derringer Anyone could get it, don't you think that I'm sparing you Heart of a Caesar, I could paint Mona Lisa Them same hands making art could have you meeting the Reaper Like balloons on your head, if you're wanting the static See, we could keep it gentleman, or we could make it drillmatic I'll take my words like a woodsmith and build you a casket And in the land of enchantment, boy, I'm that desert savage Hit the beat and go berserk, never scared of the work In the wild west, like Fivevel psycho nut since my birth Leonidas with the rhymes, so which one of you are first It's gonna take a bigger army just to knock me in the dirt La da la da da da, this is how you start a war La da la da da da, this is how you start a war See me on the front line, ready for war You don't want mine, confide to the trenches My vengeance, bloody and reckless and maggot infested Titans emerging, they scatter in seconds No need to feed em lead, cause this lethal pen Bringing them dread, you can see the end ha. Motherfucker, your king is dead Due to refusal to bring me bread. Simple fate, I liquidate In the name, Santa Muerte, hear me pray Listen and witness the fear we bring. Beautiful death, pure and clean Whisper the name only heard in dreams. Baptize me in murquerian seas Miles and miles, no mercy seen. Drown in the sound of their cursed screams La la la la la da da, this is how you end a war Gold and steel, your soldiers feel. The message as they fall to score I promise you don't want no trouble. Kingdoms get reduced to rubble Step and, they be leaving humble. M.I.C., and me A couple beasts receive a feast of knuckles. Legions of defeated mumble Rappers left to bleed and suffer. Praying they won't meet another With these lyrics, we're lethal. Your bar can never be equal You hear us preaching ghetto gospel like you're under the steeple This wax could turn to wet work if there's really an issue Warrior code in my blood, yeah, we got it from my people All gas when we riding, your casualties if we're colliding Oh yeah, you got a little pack, but what's hyenas to lions There's myrmidons beside me if we're getting hardcore You're looking at Achilles, you don't wanna start a war I promise you don't want no trouble. Kingdoms get reduced to rubble Step and, they be leaving humble. M.I.C. and me A couple beasts receive a feast of knuckles. Legions of defeated mumble Rappers left to bleed and suffer. Praying they won't meet another