War 2 Lyrics

All these niggas really be thinking they got bars

You ain't hip hop nigga you a pop star

Everybody wanna be a gangster

But they never even been in the back seat of a cop car

Always tryna get hype and stick yo chest out

Just calm down nigga we know that you not hard

You can be as animated as you want

We all know you soft on the inside like a pop tart

Why you always got to rap about guns

When lord knows you ain't ever had to

Pull it out and shoot shit

All you talk about is money cars drugs hoes clothes

We don't care about your new fit

You little dudes need to stay out the way

Get yo money but stay humble you niggas getting too lit

Every time one of you niggas get caught lacking

I say to myself that's what that fool get

I cant lie to me these niggas all the same

How you get rich and then tryna join a gang

Even wit money and fame you niggas sorta lame

Weather you broke or rich

Your blood will pour the same

Stop thinkin that you cant be got

If you ain't get them out the hood

Niggas will go to yo family spot

Talkin shit to the wrong niggas it'll get yo granny shot

Right outside of the candy shop

I don't promote violence I just tell the truth

It ain't my fault they don't listen the ones I tell it to

One of the reasons I wanna make it's to help the youth

Let them know there's more to life than the felon route

Ain't a soul alive to make me hold my tongue

Tired of seeing my sisters and brothers die young

Too many tears from mothers of little black boys

Who had so much talent

They could of won cy young

Don't let yo power go to waste for another man

know your worth don't sell yo soul for a couple bands

I don't give a fuck if it gets you a lot of fans

And don't put on a dress like you Juana man

I guess you can if you wanna man

Just know know that's niggas gonna look at

you different like you want a man

And ain't no taking it back if you gonna man

I'm just tell you ima keep it a hundred man

I keep it real don't you ever try to question mine

You lost you don't know what to do when the pressure climb

That's why you always takin extra time

Just to rest yo mind

That's how I know you niggas less divine

I hustle hard you cant test the grind

Them people calling ima press decline

You'll never see me or none of my niggas testifying

Behind bars I can stretch a dime

I got no problem bein kept confined

I'm screaming fuck the whole world wit a horse dick

I lost all faith dealing with this court shit

The judge ain't wanna give me custody

Hope the bitch die getting ran over by a fork lift

Or get shot in the face point blank with a four fifth

While you walking out the store bitch

I don't care that's what the whore gets

You made it clear to everybody

You don't care about my poor kids

I came to the conclusion they don't wanna see a black man

Better himself and raise his children

Fuck all of you racist pilgrims

Wish I could spit in they face and kill them

Too many feelings I cant conceal them

If it sound like I'm mad nah a nigga pissed

I really wanna catch a body like that nigga Mitch

Wait outside till you come out crib unload the clip

Then double back around in case a nigga missed

What's a man to do when his back against the wall

They just wanna see another nigga fall

They don't want kids to have they daddies involved

Fuck the judge fuck the system fuck the law

Everybody telling me I got to stay calm

It'll work itself out it wont take long

Ima bout to locked up like Akon

I wanna blow the whole court up wit some napalm

I think its safe to say now that god ain't real

I been stressed for too long and I don't rest

This system is somethin that I don't get

I cant believe they gave my kids to bitch

Who gets high on meth