Dagger$ - "The Post-War" (War On Words Pt. 2) lyrics

[Verse 1:Dagger$] Fearless, you feel the opposite// Power, I feel a lot of strength// Cowards, die, with no regiment// 999 times, then once again// I be speaking, a lot of sh**// Into existence, and gotten it// Nitpicking, makes you obvious// You jelly cause you jammed, up and can't get out of it // Male should be jealous that's a female trait// What you mad, as the rapper who claim he more John Blaze?// What you mad cause I'm not good, but Pompey Great// Ya swollen pride, giving you a phat a** face// Keep ya distance, stay a million miles away// In the middle we stay calm, and just drop bomb grenades// We explosive in the studio, both homemade// The Post War On Words, but we might wage// [Chorus: Dagger$] Trading war stories, heard from the third// k** em' with the flow,casualty of words// This the aftermath// Still, scatting with my raps// Rat-tat-tat-tat// Rat-tat-tat-tat// [Verse 2: Dagger$] Love, I can't put you on no pedestal// If I pamper you once, I'm expecting, more sh** from you//

Needs, vs wants, no selecting two// Rosebudd got message through// Pimping ain't dead, it just not, in the physical// We kicking it, so leave the room// Top secret material, handwritten, in the booth// The copyright, confidential// Sworn in with instrumentals// Took an oath with pianos// March to B-P-M tempos// While drafting all of these demos// Hey, you ain't that fine no way// If I don't bag you, then I gotta polish my game// Playing hard to get is a challenge I'll take// Sex is a weapon, with a model and a make// Hollow head biddies, come and go, ricochet// You thirsty a** hoes, will never get a taste// Of The Drunken Master's, canteen I sip for days// I Brainstorm the Desert Storm, when I think// [Chorus: Dagger$] Trading war stories, heard from the third// k** em' with the flow,casualty of words// This the aftermath// Still, scatting with my raps// Rat-tat-tat-tat// Rat-tat-tat-tat//