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War
2369
Hip-Hop/Rap
War è stato pubblicato il 21 giugno 2005 da Imagine Nation Music / For Members Only / EMPIRE come parte dell'album The Chittlin' Circuit 1.5 (Deluxe Edition)
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Data di uscita21 giugno 2005
EtichettaImagine Nation Music / For Members Only / EMPIRE
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM90

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Phonte
Phonte
Vocals
Rapper Big Pooh
Rapper Big Pooh
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patrick Douthit
Patrick Douthit
Composer
Phonte Coleman
Phonte Coleman
Lyrics
Thomas Jones
Thomas Jones
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
9th Wonder
9th Wonder
Producer

Testi

Damn, Chilling Circuit
Yeah, wanna take time to welcome y'all to Chilling Circuit
1.5, It's your man Phonte
Yo fuck it I don't need no introduction
Let's get it going on
On the right track to get it
It's like that, Phontigal right back to business
I strike back like the Empire
'Tay's that celebrity dude that moved next door
Now they done made your rent higher
Raised the property value
Cause I'm the livest, I don't care what they tell you
And to them **** beggin' for a spot on the album
You need to fall back, medicate yourself
I mean pump up the valium
Cause me and you are not cut from the same cloth
This is all me with no alteration
Got my team outside and we all be waitin'
Trust, you don't want no altercation
Cause no tellin' what I'mma say to you
And if we in your city, act now
Cause we probably sell it out in a day or two
Cause every time me and Pooh step on stage
Hoes start climaxin' like we met in the ladies room, ****
This is the team you got respect for
Every time we step through that door
To remind you this rap shit is chess and not Connect 4
Phonte, Big Pooh on the track, now that's war!
That's what I'm sayin' man
LB ain't no flash in the pan ass shit
Not no here today, gone tonight ****
It's really on
Phonte, Big Pooh on the track, now that's war!
I got the heart of a lion, eye of the tiger
20/20 Vision, watchin' shit transpire
Non-perishable, my records don't expire
I'm that blue flame if we speakin' on fires
Roll like Myer, burn like niacin
Feelin' froggy? Well, try me then
I'm a cold motherfucker with a leaky pen
Don't be confused cause you seen me grin
Take two to the chin, I been writin'
Rap while recitin'
Bogartin' on **** like Poobie is a viking
You ain't gotta like him
But I got the juice
You thirsty **** better offer the Sprite then
Marquee lightin', fuckers stay bitin'
Do some other shit and you do it just like him
Your flow's like he, your show's like he
Now you out tryin' to bag hoes like me
Got no I.D., better be yourself
You wantin' to be **** ain't good for your health
I'll be damned, it's like I'm speakin' to myself
The very next day, you tryin' to be somebody else, fucker
Stop tryin' to be like this ****, that ****
Why don't you just do you, ****?
I'mma do me
I'mma let my **** DJ Flash do his thing
Phonte, Big Pooh on the track, now that's war!
Phonte, Big Pooh on the track, now that's war!
Fuck whoever I offend
Just talkin' 'bout war, not promotin' violence
We just orchestrate and promote violins
Like the London Philharmonic
And every track I bless, you're gonna feel me on it
'Tay, this is what they need, right?
I'm on a whole 'nother plane
This past year I've been goin' insane
Pickin' at my brain for the right direction
Left with nothin' to lose, at your own discretion
Dog, this is for your own protection
LB and we run the section
And we ain't tryin' to hold off
We just tag-team like Nikita Koloff
You don't wanna make that fatal faux pas
And you don't want it with these boys, hell nah
Cause we are all-stars
Checkin' into the game, 'bout to settle the score
9Th soundin' better than he ever did before
Big Pooh and Phonte on the track, now that's war!
Had to take it back to the days of the wrestlin', ****
Goin' back and forth like Ivan and Nikita
It's goin' down
Hulk Hogan, we comin' for you, ****!
Big Pooh and Phonte on the track, now that's war!
Big Pooh and Phonte on the track, now that's war!
Written by: P. Coleman, Patrick Douthit, T. Jones
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