Harlem Spartans - War lyrics

[Hook: MizOrMac] x2 War, (war) we naming guys on the amount of times they got bored (man down) Shout 10, 7, 22 and the 4 One hand on the 4s, two hands on the sword Screaming K's up or get bored [Verse 1: Smarkz] Man down don't lack, I swear my bros got my back They run we splash Come round here your bros must be tapped I ain't inna no chat, black blade nancy man back She said that she love me, gyal must be mad The gyal want me trapped The opps don't wanna see hax Dip, dip splash from his chest to his back They tell lies and we telling facts Bully van chase I hate getting bagged Dash if you see me lurking wid Naghz (mad max) And if you don't wanna ride man'a send it home like its tag Brown and bad, brown and bad She way too rude she way too dead but the gyal give hat One eye close and I slap Ring trap ring trap Hit the strip then I slang Trap and bang, trap and bang Hit the strip then I slang Trap and bang, trap and bang [Verse 2: MizOrMac] Harlem's Harlem cuz, we trap mash splash man and then bake with darling ones Tenison days with funds school beefs I had hoodie and gloves K on the K you're dumb We grip toys like Woody or Buzz Samurai swords and guns I grew up in the Harlem slums Trapped in the trap with packs and cats I'm trapped in the trap with d** Now look at what we've all become Kennington known veterans from young, militant and diligent get bun Rebellious your irrelevant just run I was grafting kway off the ends I think the feds want me dead, red laser dots to my chest Telling me keep my hands near my legs The life I live is intense I'm on AM with Sav fam, I back beef for my friends Oso trap mash and get bread Skengs, skengs out on them peds [Hook: MizOrMac] x2 War, (war) we naming guys on the amount of times they got bored (man down) Shout 10, 7, 22 and the 4 One hand on the 4s, two hands on the sword Screaming K's up or get bored