Domo - Ready for War lyrics

Intro: Check it out, it's the lunatiic Domo, uh about to blow for the 9-5, 9-4 Check it out. Got Big Pretty in the house. Rollin' 6-5 for Tunes Representin'. C'mon. Check it out Verse 1: f** that mother f** that like this So how many n***as wanna get hit with the fifth Black gats I pack lunatic always stay strapped Now you will get your wig pushed back The lunatic Domo is all about danger 6 in my clip and always leave one in the chamber Pain I'm givin', bad that's my livin' A ill n***a that flip on your moms if she b**hin' The pressure pushed you know I deal I'm not a cowboy Keep a ice grill you never see me on some smile sh** Bacdafucup, watch out, no it's not the Onyx It the Domo comin' through with a bag of chronic Hook: Tonights the night and me and my crew ready for WAR (x3) Tonights the night and me and my n***as ain't playin' (x2) Verse 2: Watch me get witty I'm terrific Fantastic I'm high as hell what's why I stay high and splifted I be an ill Runnin' Rebel I'm evil I get 7 demons in my body just like the devil I k** like Raid, jam like the group sh** called Jade Plus I flip and blow like grenades I flexed I press like Prince So if you f** around I'll have your whole face filled with dents I make them jump like frog, I'm chillin' with n***as like the mob I'm keepin' it real with Def Squad But I"m the mad Domo got the sh** that might blow your mind tho' If you wanna roll can't find those Other mans with sk**s always bet broken If you f** with my your legs will be broken But I'm no joken, lye is what I'm smoken Motherf**in them b**hes I'm pervocin' Hook Verse 3: I rip the rhyme on stage on the regular I flip it just like the man who plays as the predator So parlay kid I'm about to ridiculous Even funky bionic man can't even get with this Yes I'm the man the number one challenger Hit you so hard I'll knock your birthday off the calander (boo-ya) Back in the days when I was catchin' wreck And now a threat to any a** n***a wanna step (a-yo) So c'mon c'mon, come and bring the drama (what?) My crew is gettin' open from a fat bag of smoka Yo the sh** that you buggin' have you goin' psycho Hit the skins with Jamino N-E-O-N Went toe to toe with Michael but yo The beef is on word is born word to your mother Word to life I bet you get that a** torn I got my n***as (yo) and my n***as know how I'm feelin' I'm crazy I'll even f** they lady in the G building Peace to Mr. Curly now we curly and mo And I'm a blow and I'm a blow and I'm a blow, word is born Hook (x2) Outro: Peace to Pillow Productions. Check it out word the mad domo got griddy