II Tone - War Love lyrics

[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!