[Chorus: Atlus] This is war Pick your sides, know your stance This is war No tellin' how the story ends This is a fallout, everybody get down Stay out of our way This ain't a nice song, no telling where we might go We've heightened the stakes
[Verse 1: GAWNE] You wishing death upon us? Better get ready with a vest and invest in enough protection to lessen nuclear fallout, go cry for mama You wanted war 'til you on the floor trying to hide from bombing Kamikazes fly supersonic right through the Eiffel Tower President Donny killed Soleimani, so now Iran's a problem Going Nagasaki atomics dropping on Abu Dhabi Twenty million bodies and five tsunamis arrive in Holland Few survived alive, now the radiation is sure to follow All the bombing is now underway How you gonna save yourself, y'all better pray Y'all gotta stay down in the basement or hallway closet, otherwise die in the flames Lot of atomic waste concentrated in metropolis, watch as the hospital rates sky rockets to thousands of patients, nuke radiation becoming too dangerous No this ain't Tinder but I swipe left at you with a knife in fact Striking your back with a whole viking axe, tell Tech that it's time for the fire Let me get a funnel attachment run up and siphon the gas douse it around then we go light the match Igniting that like Iraq where Isis was fighting at Whole world 'bout to end so soon Kim Jong-un getting pissed at you Send a big fuckin' nuke to America to hit your roof in an instant blew like flipping a fuse Incinerating kids in school, principal said it was miserable Missiles are dropping in Israel, Germany, London and Istanbul Not Godzilla but an ominous monster's still upon us Planet was hit with a comet, economy crashing, poverty, wobbly plate tectonics shifting a lot How could it not be the apocalypse probably got to be causing a lot of the death that we see when we turn on our screens every night and we're watching the news up on our TV Forcibly, torture these Enemies give 'em deformities, waterboard 'em 'til they orally tell us the story sick, and stick 'em up in quarantine There's not a hint of remorse in me cold to my core feels like only in war do I ever find normalcy Like on the beaches of Normandy live by the sword I'ma die when I'm forty three Together with Tech and I we met up and electrify the record every time that we etch a rhyme I reckon they recognize, never gonna rise to my level I'm five times better with the pen when spraying venom 'Bout to end 'em when I get 'em in the center of the scope "DOOT" "DOOT" Let a round off broken through open a wound, there ain't no hope for you Yeah I think I'm 'bout to kill a mother fucker with a gun You better get to running like you were a sprinter 'Bouta hit 'em in the ligament and ankle bullet ricocheting Thinking I may intimidate a witness Never give into the pressure when they interview 'em Bet they won't admit I'm finna run up shoot a bullet from the hip Pull up on the strip Hit 'em with the lead, and put a body in the ditch Other words GAWNE and Tech just murdered this shit
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne] I can smell the smoke from hell, it's right in the middle of us Everybody wanna fight and they givin' no fucks When they do it on sight wit' a gun or wit' a knife Ain't even a bit of light, when you're living in dusk In the mind, why they gotta be stuck? The crime when you wanna go bustin' the N9ne Never have no trust in your kind, and you're really unjust How do they storm the capitol? It's a war in the back of your forum, the horns attackin' mo' Torn the radicals, never happen to mourn the scorned and born wit' a lack of dough Just like them, when I think about it all it's quite dim Everything is really raw like a fright film, if you ready for the brawl come and try grim At a level where the people wanna load up what they got and get it poppin' If he thinking 'bout the hood he better never come a knockin' They don't ever wanna take it to the B. or the C. zone, we home nigga we got the heat on All the energy is separation, togetherness never was the motivation Evil has really been sweeping the nation, because it was never no communication In a war the believers of Jesus, wanna make you bleed, it's egregious Shoulda had their fetus deleted, but the parents skeet is completed So now we stuck wit' the crazy, pushin' a lotta negative up in the babies What the fuck they doin' snuffin' the ladies? Killin' globally it's buckin' in Haiti This is (War) what are the fake well wishes (For?) Even the saint sell sickness, rank fell vicious, bank swell quick as (Whores) Can't nobody be calm in the midst of hell, so I lit this bomb wit' the quickness Yell wit' the lip, it's 'nam and it's on, you don't wanna go to war with Tech N9na and Gawne!
[Chorus: Atlus] This is war Pick your sides, know your stance This is war No telling how the story ends This is a fallout, everybody get down Stay out of our way This ain't a nice song, no telling where we might go We've heightened the stakes
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