Moose (Producer) - H.O.H.W lyrics

[Verse 1] Go on and tell me your secret, show me your ghosts Let out your skeletons, oh, your bag of bones I got my weapon, my heart of gold I'll fight your battle, but I won't fight it alone I won't [Chorus] And I'd go to war for you, I'll risk it all for you Yeah, I'd go to hell and back for you Hell or high water, oh Well, I'd go to war for you, I'll risk it all for you And I'd go to hell and back for you Hell or high water, yeah [Verse 2] Go on and gather your weapons, your sword in the stone We'll fight all your demons that rattle your bones Yeah, tell me your weakness, I'll give you my strength Well f** all your demons, I'll help you bury your shame [Chorus] And I'd go to war for you, well, I'll risk it all for you And I'd go to hell and back for you Hell or high water, oh Well, I'd go to war for you, yeah, well, I'll risk it all for you And I'd go to hell and back for you Hell or high water, yeah [Verse 3] Won't fall back on the hopeless brats Who get our phone numbers but they won't call back f** that, I'mma start a whole new battle For the unsung heroes who never set traps They never talk sh**, yeah, they never act whack And they always stay true, this is just my theory But my evidence backs and I'm coming for you Yeah, I'm gunning for, wait, yeah, you f** that, I ain't waiting on the day when they wanna see Rayman Understand I'm an understatement Me and my crew stay locked in the basement When the fox on the fiddle draws drunk ba** lines And the whole crowd goes just obnoxious face it Doesn't give you the right to drop stupid lines Or do white lines in the bathroom, just wasted Look bro, you're unoriginal Yeah, everything you do is just copy-pasted Goes far for it, though somehow, it's so damn basic Oblivious to the situation that they're placed in Gotta say it's frustrating, I'm waiting Wait... nah, alright Yeah, this'll go on and on, and you'll babble on And she'll lead you on 'cause to her, you're tasteless These ruthless girls are on top for now 'cause somehow they f**ing made it 'Til then, you better try harder, stand a little taller 'Til then, it's a f**ing slaughter Yeah, through hell or high water