Art of War Lyrics

Shooting in the dark

That's what it is cuz I'm true to my art ever

Ever since I was eight

I was doing what you can't

I'm a wolf you would never hear me bark, I

I attack with a rap

I brought toe tags

This a dead man fashion I'm packing

Never think that I'm lacking

Better fasten cuz this beat I'm crashing, Hmm

Let me show you what I signify

Got a tray of the truth cuz you been lie

Imma hang out the roof with this carbine

It's a demolition booth and I spark mines

Here's some food for some thought

Every line that I jot is proof of the lost culture you was never taught I'm

Splitting the light from the dark my nigga that's apartheid

I learned this shit before I even had to learn a gang sign

Back when it was landlines

Formulating landmines

Hoe imma man I know

Niggas wanna slit my throat

But they'll never clear my moat

I'm a peasant and I made my throne

Kicking down the big ass door

And placing it in Hip Hops home

Like I said this is mine

Said it nine times niggas better fall in line

This is Art of War

I fight for the poor

With every ounce that I pour

Nigga I'mma Moor so of course I want more

This is important

Gotta make better choices

Lead full of poison

Pain I rejoice in

So it's pain that I'm voicing

The tip of my joys end

That's what the point is

And all you do is make noises

Rolling with the boys and

From dusk to the morning

Yet I'm focused on this moment

Listen, so what's fueling me

Real nigga, on my eulogy

Nigga it's you or me

I'll be damned if you think that you doing me… in

For God I win

Gave me a sword in the form of a pen

Never felt the scorn you could feel from a man

Till you met him and boy I'm him

Going all in never parley

Fuck you niggas talking about this all day

Assassin I'm a ghost in these hallways

You niggas sweet like some parfait and you're my prey

And my war cry loud

Like I'm smoking on a pound

This a war on the crown

And it's safe to say

All you niggas is not safe