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War Cry

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Hip-Hop/Rap

War Cry was released on September 5, 2025 by ROYALE ENTERTAINMENT as a part of the album SINNERS

Song Details

Release DateSeptember 5, 2025

LabelROYALE ENTERTAINMENT

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM77

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

cecilio devon Joseph

cecilio devon Joseph

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

H3 Music

Producer

Lyrics

Send out the war cry tell em that we comin up

Big top, big chop, every time we fuck em up

We gon spray the pon pons, spray the whole party up

Big Chop ya'll tell em that we comin up

Been the man game cube Nintendo, cousin J put me on the indo

Still ain't slow down on my tempo, bullet holes almost stopped my intro

Peeled off in the bitch so fast hit gas fuck around willy that enzo

Lot of shit I put my pen too, lot of flows done used my stencil

My pen is up

You ain't penning enough

Truth is ain't penning much

You rented us

And though I lent it up to boost ya ceilings up

The nerve of ya

Start offending us

I sense a bunch of senseless tention fuss

About my presence huh

The sin in ya, done brought the sinners up

Send em up, innocent sometimes get hit though

Ricochets going through that window

This be the war cry of my pencil

Plenty more camo

Plenty more plans tho

Hop in the van tho

Ops and the stans go

Opt out or stand bro

I need the ammo, hand me the ammo

So I Boom, boom

Reload quickly, bitch you killed my brother

So I'm coming back to get rid everyone of you ****

Who ever standing with em paying tolls

I got tunnel vision, if you fucking with em

Share the same blood, be running with em

Keep it real with ****, I just think that half you **** pussies

And I bought this shit the land I'm standing on ancestors booked me

Fighting narratives of he a rookie, can't tell from what they book me

You gon' feel the pain of sum bein contained so long my mama worried

So I'm hopping out that jungle

Rat, tat, tat, tat, tat, tat, tat, tat, tat

Fuck all that talking ****

Just that, rat, tat, tat, tat, tat, tat, tat, tat

Lefty, hit them boys center right

I bet this shit, make em stand up right

Been a pro with that

I'm talking this shit go way, way, way, way, way back

Them legends knowing that

I come round, I smell the hoe in that

Few of your favs, they on the map, they owe me that

Gave em routes, they can't go back and so in fact

They scared to say my name

The new boogie man of rap, they aim and yak

We aim right back and we ain't heard them **** since that

So intact, my point intact

I aim right at your back

My city want it back

I hammer them **** to the wall like tap, tap, tap

Promise shit gon' fade to black, I hold resentment for when POP died

If Brooklyn ain't on the throne, then they gon' all die

War cry, I'm a cheif bitch, war cry, war cry

Tell em they spoiler but they all die, war cry

Listen pussy, it's a war cry

Run it up, don't wanna chum it up

Hope they ain't run it up

Unless you dumb enough

Don't think you dumb enough to fuck your summer up

They think the numbers up, sun is up? burn em up

Since when do rappers out here get tummy tucks?

These **** claim they going for the distance

So I gotta Size em up

Big with black and ugly as ever, made us Versace up

Ain't nothing about your physical, ****, it's about what's in your gut

Ain't nothing about your physical, ****, it's about what's in your ugghhh

War cry, I'm a cheif bitch, war cry, war cry

Tell em pussys that they all die, war cry

Written by: cecilio devon Joseph

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