Ready for war (feat. King Magnetic, Reef the Lost Cauze, Crypt the Warchild & Planetary)

It's the King, The Cauze, the bing, the bars The skin, the scars, the limbs, the gauze Next known body that, X hold shotty cat Roger that, lodging that right inside your Dodger cap The odds of that, more than that, margin gap The artists that they marvel at A starving cat, involving gat, evolve from that I brawl for that, off of that Medicine, the veterans is gettin' slim The evidence, my presence is unprecedented I'm reminiscing of a demolition Over premonition of a dead division Many risen, many prisons overcrowded The powers won't allow it Get devoured by the sour when the powels in the bowels Them hours that them cowards is hidin' from Colliding one, size my gun If I was you, I would run Leaving either lung Reach inside my trunk And leave Philly with my team like I'm Iverson "You asked for war" "You ain't ready for war" "Whatever I see, I attack" "Put the gun down" "The motherfucker won't listen" I go by Reef The Lost Cauze. Mmmhuuhahahah Yo, who the fuck you think you talkin' to I'll fuckin' destroy all of you The Cauze, you dudes running into walls that I'm walkin' through They see my face in the game, they call audibles Offing you, junkyard dogs, Sargent Slaughter you Before you open your trap, here's what you outta do Fuck you pay me, need cash before I talk to you I need cash, to cop me another Glock The industry make me sick, the industry can suck my cock I don't need none of you, consider me a favor I don't need none of you, consider me a hater You don't know me, consider me a stranger Independent for life, they consider me a major Never a star gazer, I am so space Show up to your showcase, leave you with a broke face Holding pipes, run up on your open mic And you'll never be shit except unimpressive and over hyped "You asked for war" "You ain't ready for war" "Whatever I see, I attack" "Put the gun down" "The motherfucker won't listen" We contract killers, sign the line there's no clause In the City Of God we obey no laws We renegade, we razor blade with steady aim Heavy rain of kerosene makin' deadly flames Hood paradise, slum merchant with his gun squirtin' We can't live in peace cause we the only ones hurtin' Keep my mind in space but leak Pharaoh blood Keep my words engraved on a hollow slug It's the Army, and what that means is I'm worldwide and my goals and dreams is big I'm sittin' on top of stars, the moon and the sun When I rap, I'm backed by some goons with guns I crack jaws like Marciano with brass knuckles It's real life my nigga, we way past the hustle We linked up with The Returners now the heads is turnin' And how the fuck did y'all sleep when the beds are burnin'? "You asked for war" "You ain't ready for war" "Whatever I see, I attack" "Put the gun down" "The motherfucker won't listen" "You asked for war" "You ain't ready for war" "Put my Glock away I got a weapon that never runs out of ammunition so I'm ready for war"