Lyrics
Middle finger saying fuck the opps
Motherfuck you and your block
I'm from a city
Where crabs in a bucket
You get to the top
They sending shots
Murder murder
Summertime is hot
End up on news at 1 o clock
This is reality
Wake up and battling
Why is you mad at me
Cause I don't stop??
Yeah I'm war ready
From a place that's already
Through it all
Saw no peace
People bleed in the streets, all ready
Traumatized hold a trigger tight
This a way of life
Got God with me
My people live in poverty
Drop bombs don't bother me
Stop calling me
I came from nothing & I survived
خدایا شکرت (Thank you, God, God is good)
They want me dead
I'm still alive
خدایا شکرت (Thank you, God)
Food on the table
Roof on my head
خدایا شکرت (Thank you, God)
You wanna test me
I'm war ready
I'm telling you it ain't worth it
I ain't say I'm a thug
I ain't say I'm a gangsta
I said I'm a man
I'm gone' fight if I'm in danger
Stand up for my fam
Sharp as a razor, thats my behaviour
Loyalty over respect
Haters don't have a code
That's why I don't trust no stranger
Putting these words in my pages
Praying for permanent paper
My mind is racing
Thinking about patience
I wanna love
But deep down is hatred -
Born into problem
So I have to face it
Stuck in the matrix
Fighting the Satan
Don't have a choice, these racists chase us
Stay on my toes
Cause we don't see changes
I came from nothing & I survived
خدایا شکرت (Thank you, God)
They want me dead
I'm still alive
خدایا شکرت (Thank you God)
Food on the table
Roof on my head
خدایا شکرت (Thank you God)
You wanna test me
I'm war ready
I'm telling you it ain't worth it
People in pain
When will it change
I will not ignore
I need to stop tormenting, way
I remember days I never had 4 pennies
Now I'm war ready
More like born ready
Died and came back already
If this was my cement
Then its one to the back of the head little Paul Lenny
Battles I've lost some
Wars I've lost none
Never claimed to be God's son
You and your squad done
This pen is a strong gun
Won't stop till the jobs done
I won't go silently
You will not quiet me
Even if you leave me dead with a chopped tongue
This is the irony
Day I defy my issues
But forgetting they are the problem
I came from nothing & I survived
خدایا شکرت (Thank you God)
They want me dead
I'm still alive
خدایا شکرت (Thank you God)
Food on the table
Roof on my head
خدایا شکرت (Thank you God)
You wanna test me
I'm war ready
I'm telling you it ain't worth it
I came from nothing & I survived
خدایا شکرت (Thank you God)
They want me dead
I'm still alive
خدایا شکرت (Thank you God)
Food on the table
Roof on my head
خدایا شکرت (Thank you God)
You wanna test me
I'm war ready
I'm telling you it ain't worth it
Writer(s): Ardalan Alizadeh, Tim Wong
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