El-P - I Declare War ! lyrics

[Verse 1: C~Roc] I've been a k**er since day one It's in them skinny jeans of them teens to be a fan of what I pack son We roll up on you for the green like a packed blunt Most you rappers lost ya taste & spit sweet as if you're stride gum I'm with the punchlines so when I punchlines f** a hook you'll see me bare arms when I close lines Yes I got intelligence & some metaphors Ya b**h swallow my delivery, why you think I met her for/metaphor ? And I get money everyday's a payday Haters hop up off my D.I. before you see K's For the record you'll get scratched off no DJ I Declare War, no truces when the heat spray Me I'm so deadly straight sniping my opponent Just to prove I go the distance to come the closest Then k**ing every rapper being the best is just a bonus Haters I'm focused, sweating ya s**ual weapons my arsenal from the ocean Damn, you don't bang you'll get cut up front Script full of hard lines so do not act dumb This my dream I can't sleep till it's God damn done And now it's nightmares I'm scared to see what I've really become, C [Verse 2: G-Blaze] Blaze on the beat got them n***as like who that k**ing em' & can't nobody stop me on the f**ing track Gone for a minuet now I'm back for redemption n***a's saying that Blaze was never good n***a since when ? DFW, my team & that's forever boy You say the same thing on the track, You a broken record These haters come around & praying for my downfall That why I get my bars up & I sawg when I'm around y'all Ya bars dry n***a my sh** is bout to drown y'all They talking sh** until them bullets flip you that's a round off These n***as getting scared, like who's that n***a blaze He's only 15 !? My n***a no way My n***a yes way, you think I'm here to play My bars is like tundra they colder then them december days These rappers made it worse, C~Roc just brought the hurst Hizzy declared war now n***as gone get that work (Ha, n***as gone get that work .. I'm out) [Verse 3: JayHizzy] Ok I let my n***as go first to k** the beat So by the time it got to me it was predeceased Yep, this my team we professional snappers If we weren't rappers we'd be your chiropractors I'm a king like mike jack, but I ain't number 2 doe That bar went over ya head like a Home Run from Albert Pujos Check my Compositions I guess I'm Anita Baker/Ima need a baker And when my recipe heats up my words are burning the paper Don't ever doubt me ya boy Hizzy still a monster When Hov leaves the games I'll be the king of entendres n***as think they hot as me cuz they use a microwave But if they ever battle me they better use a mic or wave A white flag cuz I'm ready to bust magnums Funny thing is I ain't kidding, that's why I got magnums And I keep my blinkie tucked so if you blink you might get stuck Wit ya eyes closed & some holes where your ribs should go You want know beef like a lesbian Actually you don't want beef like a lesbian vegetarian My n***as will blast for me you .. be speaking blasphemy Don't .. f** with this gah, I might .. cause a catastrophe It's still a mystery why you n***as belittle me Until I blissfully go on a muh f**in' k**ing spree f** it b**h now I'm pissed off, this sh**s on You don't want me to draw like a tie then put the clip on If they tell me to hitchu, I promise I won't miss dude With that 9 to your chest, Tony Parker wouldn't a**ist you You fat & you black & you claim that you a boss Well I guess like Ricky Ross you gone end up with ya top off p**y n***a I'm not soft keep talking all of that bullsh** Bout how mans gonna check me & wreck me ? Don't disrespect me Head shot's til your bleeding & now your heavily breathing Oh did I just blow your mind ? Are you understanding the reason ? Then while you feeling on your nose deliver a couple body blows And when you hit the floor/flow it's a knockout that's how the story goes (p**y !)