[Hook: Lord Infamous] 2x
The battlefield is stained with blood
Blood flowin' out the dead and the wounded guts
The gra** is soaking with, the dirt
Is turned to reddish mud
Smoke is comin' out the wounds
And bodies burnin' up
It's War Love!
[Verse 1: II Tone]
Damn I can't think
When my mind is on another level
Situation critical
I keep that heavy metal, cuz
Everytime I see yo face
My evil side be clickin' in
Buckin', blastin', come out laughin'
No remorse, I'm goin' in
I don't understand my n***a
I never was yo friend (your friend)
All these years done pa** my n***a
And now it's time to meet yo end (your end)
Cause I'm runnin', gunnin' for the money
Who else said this sh** was funny?
Walk up on you slow
And put that hot sh** in yo tummy
See my dreams are kinda strange
When I'm fulla c**aine
Still down with my click
And we reppin' Black Rain
I did scope yo pregnant wife
And I hold that hoe a** hostage
If the money ain't right
Then I leave her like a sausage
Grab the hoe by the neck
Go cash for check
All my goons got my back
With the choppers on deck
Run up in yo momma house
Put that gun up in her mouth
Let her know what about sh** (?)
[Hook: Lord Infamous] 2x
The battlefield is stained with blood
Blood flowin' out the dead and the wounded guts
The gra** is soaking with the dirt
Is turned to reddish mud
Smoke is comin' out the wounds
And bodies burnin' up
It's War Love!
[Verse 2: Koopsta Knicca]
...
It's a everyday job not to k** yall n***as
Yall hatin' on this b**h just to come up
Yall tought: "Lord and Koop, this is f**ed up"
It's best to just a laid low n***a
We buck like that, shoot up the radio n***as
Remember black fingernails, dressed in black
Upside down cross, but no hoe do your (?)
Chucky doll painted on the trunk of the truck
Got (?) in hell like (?) vietnam
Lick my nuts, s** my dick, (?) chick
My guys ran a train on that b**h
They smile in my face
But these n***as don't like me
They wanna get just like
But they don't wanna fight me
Like me, I brought the first plaque to the scene
Motherf**ers hate me, welcome back
Know I mean?
[Hook: Lord Infamous] 2x
The battlefield is stained with blood
Blood flowin' out the dead and the wounded guts
The gra** is soaking with the dirt
Is turned to reddish mud
Smoke is comin' out the wounds
And bodies burnin' up
It's War Love!
[Verse 3: Lord Infamous]
I keep a bag of limes so when I put this nine on n***as minds
I can't help it, when I write my rhymes I think by n***as dyin'
Rippin' out the spine and hittin' lines to occupy my time
In my laboratory: Frankenstein, Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
I'm no bodybuilder but I'm always tryin' to pump some iron
I rap in my spare time, but ain't sh** could gettin' (?) crime
b**h you best not cross the line
I peel the skin up off yo flesh
Chillin' at the coroner
He teachin' me how do that slick
Hit you with the syringe
Watch you goin' cardiac arrest
If I like you when I f** you off
I would not leave a mess
More or less, don't test my patience
Or the hammer hit the pin
Do you in and watch it on the news
With yo ol' mammy then
Rip out teeth and cut off fingers
Burn him, can't identify
Bag him, drag him, tag the f*g
And rest in place to petrify
Is this title petrified
I wanna see your insides
Watch that goddamn blood
Wipe your feet when you come inside
[Hook: Lord Infamous] 2x
The battlefield is stained with blood
Blood flowin' out the dead and the wounded guts
The gra** is soaking with the dirt
Is turning reddish mud
Smoke is comin' out the wounds
And bodies burnin' up
It's War Love!