Lets Take Them to War

Yeah

Yeah

(808 Mafia)

I've been had the moves (Been had the moves)

I got the moves (I got the moves)

Since I got my studio (I got my studio)

I got confused (Hella confused)

I can't figure out for the life of me how I can lose (How can I lose?)

How I can lose? (How can I lose?)

But I've been had moves (I got the moves)

I got I Decided on pre order, my lil homie just went gold

I hock a loogie on a reporter, Detroit is on Pete Rose

That's Armstrong on steroids, gated up no wing toes

My phones blowin' up so much a **** may end up like Cee-Lo

I bounce back like the fattest ass you can have attached to the fattest hips

And anything after this shall be considered cataclysmic countin' packs like a statisician

Emphatic charisma, savage enigma

I have a religion to handle your rhythm like cannibalism

The camera rollin' and it's time to flow, I don't know, I just go carnival

I'm from Motown you know, I can just line up the hollow tips inside the clip

And I can just go down the road and knock 'em down like some dominoes

After you already out then I'm droppin' some more like you 2Pac and the commandos

Watchin' my comments like papparazi watchin' Sasha Obama grow

I got Elijah Mohammed glow

I got the dough these rappers claim they got at the house in my drawer in the envelope

My focus phenomenal, my temperature so hot and cold I broke the thermometer

Guarantee I will kill the flow

This remind me of LaLa Anthony ass in that New Edition movie

**** tried cover it up and make her look old

Guarantee I'ma still steal the show, I been had the moves

I remember these bitches was just a dream

Actresses and models I used to only see on television

Now they be climbin' out of my television lookin' at me to get the ring

I remember all I used to be around is dudes that used to try to just kill by me

Choppin' and conceal bodies

Used to clean up the bloody mess up in front of me

I had to holla at a tube

Had to still deal with that field sobriety

Had to do a double take at the dirty mop when he was finished

Looked like Lil' Yachty

****, I went to jail for the whole year

I got out and I did the same thing you wack ass rappers do when y'all got your little show here

I came right out to boos

Straight right out the news

Right off the cover of a magazine

Had the magazine with me at the club showin' people like

"Look at this and please try not to drool"

I'm fuckin' Stacy thick ass for all the days she used to make me work

And Tracy slick ass but not before I fuck April first, translation I'm bout to fool

Y'all countin' me out well I got you

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, here I count for you

Bitch

Last time took an 'L', now it's time to bounce back (I been had the moves)

I was broke as hell, now it's time to bounce back (I got the moves)

Every time I fail I got up and bounced back (I been had the moves)

Ain't nothin' y'all can tell me about that bounce back (I got the moves)

Last time took an 'L', now it's time to bounce back (I been had the moves)

I was broke as hell, now it's time to bounce back (Bitch, I got the moves)

Every time I fail I got up and bounced back (I been had the moves)

Ain't nothin' y'all can tell me about that bounce back

I'm doin' this 'cause this what God want me to do

These lyrics is ordained by the Lord

You gon' get these bars

For free

It's bad half and finally famous, the weapon's Iranian

Y'all **** is Pomeranian

My dame and y'all Pootie Tang, ****, I'm Damien

Shots drop from out of my cranium

My mind is Lebron drainin' em, five finger ring titanium

Already in your top 5, now my dingalin' now danglin'

I'm flyer than Tom Chambers on the first NBA Live

Double pumpin' from the three point NBA line

On that war page with that 24 gauge

But when I double pump it I'm prime Chamberlain

Every track on the record got a background message

"We don't back down ever!"

I'm puttin' the autobiographical book out with the Book of Ryan

I just let my bitch in LA read, now that sounds epic

My mind carries words

You couldn't walk a mile in my patent leather Larry Bird black con weapons

I hope you know that it's more fishes that's in the sea

I stole ya ho, we've been kissin' like we've been sittin' in a tree

And these ho's in Detroit be trickin' so much

They can completely go up a magician's sleeve

You're totally awesome

While I pour 40's on corners for those we lost

My soul suffers from holy exhaustion

Trippin' on opium just to cope with openin' coffins

The devil sittin' close enough to me to quote me a offer

Keep the union in unison like the Soviet's marchin'

We goin' iron for iron like a trophy in golfin'

My ****, better yet, I feel like the only man who can understand me is Sloth from The Goonies

'Cause he retarded as fuck on a boat with a treasure chest

That makes perfectly good sense

That's exactly how my career went like a fuckin' experiment

I got a lot on my mind that I gotta deal with

First of all, my favorite uncle died and favorite auntie died

I missed both of they funerals fuckin' around with rappers

So every day and every night my conscience cries

I'm stressed out 'cause my moms be tired, pops be workin'

And Lord knows I done threw enough dollars on the floor in the past for moms to retire

That's why I be in the lab and my mind be wired

Tryna figure it out fast before my time expires

Man, but it's this one thing that always on my fuckin' mind and it haunts me constantly guys

And that's why in the fuck have I not at least tried to get in between Ashanti's thighs

I'm feelin' like a straight sucker, I faced the vibration

My sober, righteous life only got a place for my lady

But maybe I can ask my lady for permission

She can give me a hall pass like Jason Sudeikis

This audio porn I'm givin' with a bit of sense

A mind fuck if you will

I'm from Detroit but if I send you to the store with a large bill for some little shit

Bitch, I was born by a river in a little tent

Now I just ride with six vehicles with a ill tint

I'm cut from the kind of cloth that'll never go outta style

With or without the internet my shit'll still trend

That's why I'm still standin' with everything I came with

Cool as a Jacuzzi everything in me is built in

Nah, I don't borrow I'd rather discuss loanin'

I'm ready to go to war with whoever the fuck want it

Y'all weigh your respect against your release date

I'm just an artist, dog, I don't know how to be fake

I don't want no problems, dog

I don't wanna be apart of nothin' with lies involved

I don't want no phone that receives a thousand calls

I don't need to be around a thousand smilin' broads

With they hands out

Probably couldn't survive without 'em all

But they can't vouch for who the next sucker