GK Chesterton // DMM2 ft. Mundz Lyrics

"A true warrior, fights not because, he hates what's in front of him

But because, he loves, what is behind him"

GK Chesterton

Came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon, yeah

Fuck is you talking? Fuck is you talking? Fuck is you talking, yeah

We go to war, uh huh, we go to war, uh huh, we go to war (Yeah) we go to war

Came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon

Came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon

Came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon

Fuck is you talking? Fuck is you talking?

We go to war, uh huh, we go to war, uh huh

We came out the dungeon, yeah

I saw Christ

I saw Satan

I have witnessed, the ultimate

What most feel, or wish, I have far exceeded

What humans either wish they have seen, and heard and felt

I wish not, on my worst nemesis

I felt the liquid drip from my fingers, and watch them glow with the abyss

And I felt my teeth de-liquify from my skull

And felt the demon de-liquify from my mouth

And felt myself obtain animalistic behavior

(Mhm)

With primal instinct

To kill

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Uh, oh ah, uh huh

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Mhm

Came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon, yeah

Fuck is you talking? Fuck is you talking? Fuck is you talking, yeah

We go to war, uh huh, we go to war, uh huh, we go to war (Yeah) we go to war

Came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon

came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon

came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon, came out the dungeon

Fuck is you talking? Fuck is you talking?

We go to war, uh huh, we go to war, uh huh

We came out the dungeon, yeah

Hah

(Saiph, shut up)

If you don't mind me, I'mma go to war

Smoke to ease the pain when I'm in New York

We be hitting harmonies, like we play with chords

I be high up like I'm NASA, no mission abort

Uh, ah

Uh, ah uh, huh

Uh, ah, hah

Uh, uh uh uh uh uh, huh

If you don't mind me

Brodie got that 223

Snotty cup, he sipping green

Fetty perc, he looking sick

I'mma get outta my body

Red roses, lay it all on my coffin

Smoking back to back, room getting foggy

Balenci's all on my feet, when I walk in

Yeah, yeah

She know me by Ike, she ain't even know my government

Tryna chase the blue strip, government money print

I be like a large fry you know I'm Mc-loving it

Smoke so much fire, gotta pass with a oven mitt

Fake ID, but you know that this money real

Bitch broke a heart, so I fall in love with lover pills

I be too high, gotta ask Chance to crack a seal

Percocet belly, I be tweaking at the pickle bills

He be greeting my ass with respect

Know your rank, smoke a wood, get racks

Take out the 8, and put in a hem

Sativa strain, go take out the stems

High off an X, might crash out the whip

Designer kicks, with new cartiers

But you know

That we high

If you don't mind me, I'mma go to war

Smoke to ease the pain when I'm in New York

We be hitting harmonies, like we play with chords

I be high up like I'm NASA, no mission abort

Uh, ah

Uh, ah uh, huh

Uh, ah, hah

Uh, uh uh uh uh uh, huh