Rza - War Face (Ask Fi War Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Bounty k**er (Raekwon)] Well I and I a risin' star, lawd a mercy (Yo let me get that Dutch master) Well Bounty k**er and Raekwon a rising star (This goes from New York to Jamaica y'all) Lawd a mercy... war and crime and violence, is all this boy preaching! (New York to Jamaica yo) Never stop until gunshot reach him Me sing, me sing, cho! (Yo let me get that Dutch) [Chorus: Bounty k**er] War! and all type a thing this guy preaching Copper shot reach him, and him dead There is nobody in this world to accept him Raekwon just k** him, and then said Gunshot a bark underneath boy skin Well New York say I, wonder if one day that Some idiot would say that, them want a war Me have a 45 Haskell and all a gun big so til it naah no name And can't hold inna mi car Gunshot a bark underneath boy skin [Verse 1: Bounty k**er] Junglist Dem ask fi war, and now dem get it Then dem all a bawl, say dem can't defend it 45 Haskell me pop out and end it Bwoy a tell story like him name Louise Bennett Gunshot a drop inna him heart and him gullet Lick off the pants buckle, gone wid him wallet Lost all the one dollar coin inna him pocket Bwoy a confront di Wu-Tangs wid all ratchet Watch it! Hey mi gun a bark like a rocket Big like a plane, mi guns large like the market Get hook by yu mouth, and dead like a mullet [Chorus] [Verse 2: Raekwon (Bounty k**er)] Relax your soul like Clarks from England These terrorists brothers is back, gun co*ked, wit their j**elry swingin' Collab on, we get laced in the Avalon Runnin' the Dutch, my marathon, Don, carry on These scandalous brothers, we trample this Fake and get blamp'd wit this, Bounty and Chef, don't even sample this A loner, a sharp tie-your-brother-up owner Pa** the Corona, what's the science Bounty? (...man grow me) All they knew, he was wit Shaolin now Police be wildin', you know, so we was splurgin' in, Virgin Islands This Mediterranean lady try to play me then Came wit a man, he had a ruger, he's Arabian He had a accent, plus his back was bent I'm on the corner, there's a Cressida wit black tints [Chorus] [Verse 3: Raekwon] Diamonds, come and walk wit me, gun point emotionally Playin' me close like he suppose to be He looked at 18, word to my son He was a paid fiend, gettin' money in Jamaica, Queens Lex' keys fell out my pocket, yo, dun, he co*ked it Ready to blaze me like a sky rocket Suddenly stunned, dunn dropped the gun So now it's over, now I'm slidin' in a Rover wit one We stay trifler, rude boys buildin' in the ghetto cypher A year from now I buy my b**h a tiger [Outro: Raekwon (Bounty k**er)] Word up, no infiltrators, only Wally gators (Gunshot a bark underneath boy...)