Ill D - It'z War lyrics

Produced by Ill D [Intro] Yeah, you know what it is, its war baby I told y'all, five star general Yo, yeah, let's blow them rounds [Verse 1] Its war, and I don't mean gripping them firearms It's on, spitting sixteen iron bars C'mon, I spit sick, mean, dying hard The Don, rip sh** to smithereens, I am God Its war, set it off, it's properly done Monopoly funds, they come, 'cause they copping the Sun Watch what it become, keep your eyes on, my rise on The tides strong, the signs say it's time to respond Mic in my palm, stay calm, been doing this here Write up a bomb, like napalm, explode in ya ear Ruin careers, I'm here, I'm a do it for years Brutal, severe, – I declare, who do I fear Not a man, nowhere, if he here or he come Said it clear, but listen, competition is none Bring 'em on, they swarm and applaud when I'm done Ring alarms, they warned, I'm a torture 'em son [Hook] Its war, ain't talking 'bout performance wit' gats It's raw, ain't talking 'bout corners wit' crack Encore, they wanna do more than just clap It's on, I know how them broads 'ill react [Verse 2] Bring your best lines out, and your best rhymes out Your Tec nines out, and your best crimes out Then test mines out, high-tech designs out I let 'em shine out, leave 'em dead and lined out No joke, don't play, hope you don't provoke my rage Toke and blaze, microphones smoked for days I got a habit, when I have it, you know what it is I fiend for, fiend more, spit a flow for these kids Been held back, in cells trapped, slowed up my biz I fell back, sell rap, told you I live Ain't nothing to it, when I do it, mics 'ill get sparked My light is lucid, so fluid, I write in the dark My pens abrasive, evasive, can't catch my style But still contagious, from the Ancients, was blessed from the Nile Bless 'em for now, wit' it mild, more science to come But keep it hot, and let it drop, 'till my science is done [Hook] [Verse 3] Its war, and I don't mean gripping them firearms It's on, spitting sixteen iron bars C'mon, I spit sick, mean, dying hard The Don, rip sh** to smithereens, I am God My focus on, code of arms, wrote a bomb Ferocious psalm, no alarm, this soldier calm My pen do work, go bezerk, unload a verse Explode and burst, like my universe was cursed The flow gets worse, let 'em know, you heard it first Put doe on a verse, let 'em know, what my words are worth There's a drought out, I heard it was said, Hip-Hop is dead I put the doubt out, no burners and lead, just permanent cred Applause, encores, the stage is tore Ever seen a war, waged on paper before Yo it's raw, I show y'all, I conquer the odds Its war, I told y'all, watch for the God [Hook] [Outro] Indeed, Divine Allah Its war baby, get your guns out