Trae Tha Truth - War to Your Door (Freemix) lyrics

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Trae Tha Truth - War to Your Door (Freemix) lyrics

[Intro] I'm coming home, I'm coming home Tell the world I'm coming home Let the rain wash away All the pain of yesterday I know my kingdom awaits And they've forgiven my mistakes I'm coming home, I'm coming home Tell the world I'm coming home [Hook: Chamillionaire] In this game it seems that I'm lyrically reaching a point where it's not fair no more Hit 'em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy It's like I'm bringing war to your front door In this game it seems that I'm lyrically reaching a point where it's not fair no more Hit 'em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy It's like I'm bringing war to your front door, front door [Verse 1: Chamillionaire] Look how I lyrically a**ainate a verse then I can get a hooker shot like ervin You never bust repping just like you a virgin Under your girl done hitting a belly like a surgeon A hundred milli gotta get it brrr Birdman Christina Milian she ain't got her man And I don't have no dreams either, I'm working Surfing the earth and tryna stay urban You see the heater poking out I got the shirt in All of these rappers getting jerked without the jurgens The similes and metaphors that I be serving gone right over their head, hot turbans I got a business manager and she a persian Ain't got a deal with Eminem but I am burning Hot, got a lawyer he's really a diversion I'm riding dirtier than 30 days with no detergent Ain't really with the beef but the tweets I get at you If I ever see you in the streets I'm a slap you I don't mean LeBron when the Heat coming at you Cover up and duck like him lay tatoo All this cake getting flipped like a spatula Not a act like a chat I'm a natural Suits tried to take me out the game what did that do Still here like the name of an ear statue Bread cheese here funds really high Work in the strip club and throw my lunch in the sky Front til you die while I spend a month in Dubai I'm a guard in the streets alhamdulillah Test and I bet that you gon' flunk when you try I don't even gotta use my gun to reply You get punched in the eye, punched in the eye What is a tie all you can blood finna fly [Hook: Chamillionaire] In this game it seems that I'm lyrically reaching a point where it's not fair no more Hit 'em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy It's like I'm bringing war to your front door In this game it seems that I'm lyrically reaching a point where it's not fair no more Hit 'em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy It's like I'm bringing war to your front door, front door [Verse 2: Yelawolf] Half of these motherf**ing rappers don't know sh** Ain't seen a gansta ain't seen a brick And they wonder why when the OG's come around Yelawolf I get the respect I get Cause I never walk into another man's house And tell him what I think about the way he live I done a little dirt on my own And I won't throw stones So I get back what I give Reach for the tool homeboy go ahead If you wanna be dead homie be dead Who am I to be thinkin that I won't pop a trunk If you feelin like a punk From the he said she said Life's not a choice it's a win or lose So what's it gonna be, him or you? Did he lie on your bed, did she lie to your head? Well, it all depends on the truth See I'm realistic and everyday can't be terrific I done see one of my boys get ticked off and put his hands on a dirty AK and lifted it Up in the air, and then saw him carried him Into the club, I know he wanted to bury 'em My crew is laughing, I was scared as f** and they thought it was hilarious [Hook 2: Chamillionaire] In this game it seems that I'm lyrically Reaching a point where it's not fair no more Hit em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy It's like I'm bringing war to your front door In this game it seems that I'm lyrically Reaching a point where it's not fair no more Hit em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy (Yelawolf) It's just another day outside my door [Verse 3: Trae Tha Truth] Yeah, I'm a let you take a second to introduce you to pain Where everybody going through it and going insane The inner struggle but they focused on making they change Anybody get it away and they making it rain If it go to me I'll probably be doing the same If I ever could I'll forever be repping the same game Rapping on thinking I promise I'll get the same thing In the back of the maybach outside of somebody name Getting brain like I was only here to learn something f**ing with me I guarantee I'm a return some Raise some drama then show up tryna burn some I do my dirt and then I never pay it back I'm dealing with it and never taking it You can't respect, the city been awake Never get attacked, got it, I can't hear nobody taking that Wanna hit the block and wanna thug? dreaming to get away And to the love I got for the streets, the hood Call up any n***a who come that and try to fit in I send them away Yelawolf go get the whip I got this I open the gate ain't no way they could stop this They want it with us, you can tell em about this Looking for something pretty, you can em it's not this [Chorus 2] In this game it seems that I'm lyrically Reaching a point where it's not fair no more Hit em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy It's like I'm bringing war to your front door [Verse 4: Chamillionaire] See the barrel shoot in the tank I'm in the co*kpit Bullets that'll jump on your head like it's a moshpit Even if you're wearing a bulletproof outfit I got a batman you go and robbin like a sidekick The rap game really my chick Topic is whether Chamillionaire is the topic Put 'em on the line I'm telling you that I got this Autograph the weapon I'm hitting you with a shot whip Multi multi million dollar bow tie still be a clown it's equivalent to cho chi Go and die know why he will tell the most lies most likely to get hit with the 4 5 Yo price pow hit 'em with the scorcher what you know about the Chinese, water torture Can't run from the lyricism cause it caught ya Write it when I'm in your nightmare like an author West craving the world what I'm saving I got a halla tip that I brought for the occasion I put it in a weapon that was made by an Asian My mind is a maze and that means that I'm amazing Your girl call me papi coming with a posse Everybody black I'm the opposite of nazi In the major label they be thinking I'm Gaddafi I'm taking out anyone who thinkin they can stop me [Hook 2: Chamillionaire] In this game it seems that I'm lyrically Reaching a point where it's not fair no more Hit em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy It's like I'm bringing war to your front door [Verse 5: Yelawolf] Pray on my God, I believe it's too hard Don't reach for the dogs who believe the facades Don't reach too far to compete with the dog Because deep in the heart they wanna? this all I wish I could be the one to say I warned ya Don't pay any attention Man I wanna ignore the haters But I can't afford to leave them alone They say Yelawolf ain't never been in the dark And trailerparks and made their mark I gotta make it hot cause I was given a pardon I gotta play the role Serial k**ing rap, cause I had a serial code In every city with a cereal bowl When I rap, peer in my soul I'm in the light like a deer in the road Clear in control, my spirit is old I'm hearing the Gold I'm hearing the foes, hoes And it falls like a rock don't mean you hard like one You want the credit for getting gutter forget it You ma'f**ers forgot the credit card and run Street credit won't put bullets in ya gun But it might put a stray bullet in your son Daughters, uncles, aunts, friends and nusiance Become tangled up when it comes undone [Hook: Chamillionaire] In this game it seems that I'm lyrically reaching a point where it's not fair no more Hit 'em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy It's like I'm bringing war to your front door In this game it seems that I'm lyrically reaching a point where it's not fair no more Hit 'em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy It's like I'm bringing war to your front door, front door