War is calling, as they keep making us fall

War is calling, as they keep making us fall

War is calling, as they keep making us fall

War is calling, as they keep making us fall

Look, heritage of a warrior

Family of fighters, touched golden like midas

I've been trying my hardest, keep coming up short

But I guess that's the artist in me

Judge heavy on my works

Before that weighed heavy bags for the work

Not interested in a girl tryna flirt

Got country on my mind

No priority for thirst, better know that

Every time I hear the track with my bloods, I'm ready to attack

Where we stand, ha, you don't wanna know that

Black and deadly, that's literal facts

Getting back to the fact of the matter

When you think of warriors, better think of all us

Imagine when our fucking kids grown up

Success we make, so they don't have to show up

No shoes on their feet, smears & gritted teeth

Standing opposite police, who want us deceased

Rest in peace, the family taken away in the streets

Murdered in the prisons, got us fighting to breathe

Fuck anyone who wanna try & defeat

The dreaming with their fucking scheming

Fact is you'll never win that, nah

The dreaming where it's living conduits, bruh

Yeah bet

War is calling as the cops keep making us fall

Know though, we will always stand tall

When the heat comes remember

You were warned