TNT motherfucker, booyah!

What, yeah

This is what you get when you get this shit

This is what you get

This is what you get in the war zone

Motherfucker load your arms up

The war is on, in the war zone

The war is on, load your arms up

Fire one ****, booyah!

Got a call one late night from my **** Thor

Telling me Buckshot get ready prepare for war

On the streets, I peep 'em in the swarm technique

So, me and my people swarm with heat

When it's beef rule number one is don't panic

In a situation where **** got automatics

And they busting off, I'm about to toss a couple of shots

And bust back at **** in parking lots

Even though it's dark, I know they coming for me

Slowly like a slow leak, what a dummy

Is you gon' bust, or is you gon' hesitate

Go on hesitate, my **** bust and never wait

**** it's on, the war zone set to be loose

In a couple of minutes put the gun inside your goose

Jersey, warning

Poisonous black smoke pouring in from Jersey marshes

Reaches South Street

Take a closer look at who you see

No it's not a mirage it's the 5FT

Finally, here to make my mark

Rising out of the dark in my fatigue

With the Dutch, sparked, still not giving a fuck

Pulling the can to make you do a sommy to a tuck

What now? Your funeral parlor is packed

Everybody dressed in all black

All your peoples ready to react

But they not ready for war

Another rest in peace I bless you

Your man's name on the sidewalk

Last man stands, last man to make the calls

First man plans, first man to stand and brawl

And plus I'm aiming at y'all

Forever bringing in the dominance at five foot tall, the law

At least forty people including six state troopers lie dead

Through the dusty wind, I must be in

At night moving quickly on a new mission

Cold-hearted motherfuckers started acting up

Wanna step the buck, don't duck and get my face cut

For what? A couple of props

**** wanted a couple of shots

Now dead off the whole block

And put the static up another notch

And peep them fake **** by the flocks

They never bust Glocks, they front first

Before my **** ask you what you want first we bust first

Too many **** thirst

Streets aim at me, bitches throw game at me

It's a war inside my head but I stay nappy

In my mindset, set to blow

'Cause if the streets is watching, I'ma let the streets know

I live by the rule, the rule that regulate the street survival

Live by the street bible

Guerrilla tactics, move strictly through the trees

Fucking up the head of my enemies

Hey, call off of P-Block

And I wanna give a shout out to my man, uh, Sham Sham

He's up north, he holding it down representing know what I'm saying

And all my peoples out here street hustling

Yo shut up ****, yo **** chill man

Yo shut up ****, yo ayo

Um I wanna give a shout out to my baby moms

Yo my baby moms, yo stop hassling me man

I know the check is late but you know what I'm saying

But **** got, **** gotta do what he gotta do know what I'm saying

Ayo, yo shout out **** watching Smacks