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WARFARE
70
Hip-Hop/Rap
WARFARE è stato pubblicato il 7 giugno 2025 da Kripp Records come parte dell'album MUNI III
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Data di uscita7 giugno 2025
EtichettaKripp Records
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM100

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MUNI
MUNI
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kejuan Muchita
Kejuan Muchita
Songwriter
Earl Simmons
Earl Simmons
Songwriter
Bruce Edward Washington, Jr
Bruce Edward Washington, Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MUNI
MUNI
Producer

Testi

(MUNI in the beat) one, two
H-A-V-O-C, uh
Let's go
Uh-huh
M-O-B-B (yeah)
Y'all (yeah)
1996, that's your bitch
My crew ain't wild, snatch chains and bracelets
Walk with shit, take your face off with
Possession, nine-ten for the Lord, I tossed it in the river
This that gorilla
Warfare, my ****
Tricked out with triggers
Rip out your center
Body parts and liver
No longer in you
Something to remember
You by forever
Got it out the mud
My ****, here's the dirt now
Too easy, set him with the thirst trap
Do him greasy, he just had to flirt back
With my killer hoes, show him how to work that body
Hit the **** with the shotty (uh)
Merkin' the Rarik, gettin' money is a hobby
Never say sorry anything dumb, that's it
H-A-V-O, I'm the ruthless and reckless
Yeah, cool, calm, and collective
Yeah, frontin' on me is a death wish
Ain't the one to be messed with
Sorry souls, have to count on your blessings
No war with the weapons of God
Swells in your name, and that's on God
You're not like that, that's a mirage
Your whole life save him, he's in my car
It must go back, it must be X
Look at what y'all did to this past year
Know it, ****, it's wrong
Come on with the cat shit—
Whack shit, get **** toed out
Snap quick, blam, blam, blam
Go down, cat crap
Acted like the truth was gone
I done said, y'all deal with the ruthless one
It's two-piece with your faggot ass
Truth or son
I go hard
Don't go do it, too late, it's done
I'ma show you why Dog is the illest
You might not catch it, but you feel it
The realest **** to ever do it
The realest **** to ever go do it
I'ma bring me back to it
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind (c'mon)
Middle name Brian, came with tribe (c'mon)
I'ma change some time, really don't mind
Yeah, cool, calm, and collective
Yeah, frontin' on me is a death wish
Ain't the one to be messed with
Sorry souls, have to count on your blessings
No war with the weapons of God
Swells in your name, and that's on God
You're not like that, that's a mirage
Your whole life save him, he's in my car
Easy pass flow, **** on standby
Heard of winning but this a landslide
Now give up and hold your hands high
Now tell me why I can't
This a dog, it's the illest
Riding by, bitches waving holla out
You the realest, got a mind, but gorillas-
You **** is chimps, no brains and no kind of game
**** is wimps, you rain on the top
We're short like leprechauns
20 cars clean on the way to Echelon
Money on my head, but I'm riding in the drop
Million-dollar war, so I'm hiring from the cops
You heard me, this a dog, it's the illest
Licking shots, **** screaming fatal valley tryna kill us
Hand on the strap, middle finger to the law
Realest **** that you ever saw
Written by: Bruce Edward Washington, Jr, Earl Simmons, Kejuan Muchita
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