I don't need to look To know you're deep into your stare Coming at us hard But I don't really even care You think that I'm 'gon listen While you run your little mouth We gone, we gone, we gone This means war I don't need to bark About the things that I could do I let the numbers talk And leave the losing up to you You're a runner I'm a fighter And I swing ahead of moves You gone, you gone, you gone This means war, it's on [chorus] If it looks/begs/sounds like one And it walks/moves/hates like one Well probably is If it talks/throws/runs like one If it folds/cracks/breaks like one Well it probably is It most likely is It probably, could be, would be Maybe you shouldn't be Playing around with this As soon as you cross the line Then we're coming after you I wonder if you know That you will definitely lose We're throwing first and leaving all the Questions for your crew We gone, we gone, we gone This means war, I know Yeah When it comes to fear Some will disappear They'll make a scene And blame it on the world But I won't go When it's time to roll We stand tall Our fight ends when The rest have dropped And kneeled When all of this is over You will see me smiling bright Celebrate the fact That all my boys are still alright We'll leave you with your tears And all your little flags of white We gone, we gone, we gone