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Nas
Nas
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wyatt Coleman
Wyatt Coleman
Lyrics
Nasir Jones
Nasir Jones
Composer
Leshan Lewis
Leshan Lewis
Composer

Lyrics

War is necessary, war brings pain But war is necessary, war brings peace (what's it is) 'Cause war is necessary, get ya warriors up 'Cause my niggas are war ready War brings hate (Esco let's go let's go let's go) 'Cause war is necessary, war brings pain (Esco let's go) Get ya warriors up 'Cause my niggas are war ready My niggas war ready Staring at the face of my watch, it's like a crystal ball With the ability to make the issue stall I told my man duck, 'cause I know where the missile fall 'Cause the ice is a fortune teller for the rich or small Went to my man's crib who dead and saw his picture fall I picked it up, his voice whispered, "Nigga, ball!" So I smoke the finest, 85 for the ocean liners? I do it for the have-nots, I'm at spots That resembles screen savers on your laptops And niggas can't believe it like seeing that nigga Zab drop I be in Cameroon, bandanas on silk Dior Sip cream liqueur, green and blue FILA velour's suits Boss smooth, the only thing I endorse duke Stash houses, gamble, I don't sweat a lawsuit All true in living God, we was here first Parisian linen garb and cashmere shirts War is necessary, war brings pain But war is necessary, war brings peace 'Cause war is necessary, get ya warriors up 'Cause my niggas are war ready War brings hate (Esco let's go let's go let's go) 'Cause war is necessary, war brings peace 'Cause war is necessary, war brings pain The war is necessary, get ya warriors up 'Cause my niggas are war ready, uh My niggas war ready Whose crew was realist? Shot up the movie theaters? Times Square '88, whose crew was in it? Photographed, was sittin' on wood wicker chairs 40 ounce in the lap, givin' off wicked stares Punch out kings, bustin' pistols in the air Hangin' out a Cutlass Supreme window like, "Bitch, come here" Girls cussin' back at us with the fattest asses Like, "Who you callin' bitch little black bastards?" We had to wave the flag, here come they baby dad Drug dealers in the crazy Jag looking crazy mad They all thought they was sparkle, fucking killer men But we was all black seeds as Fred Williamson It was so simple, now I'm reflectin' in this gold Enzo Face it, my favorite trinket was that Teddy Riley guy bracelet So now it's fly shit I'm draped in, customized shit I'm makin' War is necessary, war brings pain War is necessary, war brings peace (what's it is) 'Cause war is necessary, get ya warriors up 'Cause my niggas are war ready War brings hate (Esco let's go let's go let's go) 'Cause war is necessary, war brings peace 'Cause war is necessary, war brings pain The war is necessary, get ya warriors up 'Cause my niggas are war ready, uh My niggas war ready
Writer(s): Nasir Jones, Leshan Lewis, W. Coleman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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