Outer Concept - War ft. Danny G D-Box, RooRooDaMoonMan & The Majedi (prod by Alex Acebal) lyrics

[Verse 1: Danny G] I drink a war cup for days son, and that ain't no exaggeration But a double negative means I'm off my calculation Here's an explanation, I'm literally fibbing dude I'm flier than flying fish incased in a pigeon coop Such tasteless vision dude what the f** you tryna prove? Give no sh** for the raps you spit and two sh**s for the rhymes you flew Up at your a** crack, invaded like it's Afghan f**in' poo bu*t p**y no stussy for a f**ing pac man You lame a** snitch, your stupid rhymes get no play And you're lucky if deaf blind b**hes give you that okay Cause it's okay to be an outcast But if you attempt to outlast me, you're getting the OC smacking sh** out your foul a** Consider this the diss track you blasting to the bank Laughing packing that hood sh** up in your Out Con tank And just "thank" of all the jobs that you could have applied for If you never f**ed with the concept creating complied war Cause we die for this track sh**, boom strap clack click Taking dookie fat sh**s all over you half wits Half stepping whack b**h, muthaf**in' f*ggots That'll stay stacked like a catfish sandwich Lack of green having, thirsty a** cactus See the swagger box is packing all you do is jack it f** it? No Fack it! I gotta dip I gotta go I left the clock ticking for you hoes it's bout to f**ing blow [Hook: RooRooDaMoonMan] This Out Con we pack on So f** y'all we out here Bake Meats & Rape Beats over everything Hardcore the warfare for who*es here & who*es there Give us the glory then name us lords dear [Verse 2: The Majedi] Let me tell you a story bout The Majedi You may not know me yet but I'm a hell of a guy So don't think I've gone soft livin in the trailer park I'll put you down with the Iron Man f** Tony Stark Wearing all black like Bruce Wayne Batman Eating all these pills like a twacked out pacman I always got the munchies so it's time for a snack man Yeah I'm always hungry cause I used to be a fat man f** the bullsh** say f** the white neighbors Raising hell in so cal with my light saber Taking y'all to school call the sh** academic Plaguing all your eardrums this an epidemic b**h I don't party I'm the clean Sheen Charlie f** that smoke deep purple outta bong marley Don't even step up kid you ain't got a prayer Case we the mad men raining blood like slayer Took some trippy d** now Bill Walters is my alias And thanks to that time all my rhymes are spontaneous Spitting dope rhymes go and grab a syringe Because I'm doper than a tweaker on a 3 week binge I always win never lose in fact never tied I'm the humble young Jedi I ain't never had pride I may have tried I may have lied I may have cried I may have fried But f** Bonnie f** Clyde they don't know how to ride And that's War b**h!