Ready 4 War (Not Ready 2 Die) - thanks god

Gyard, stop playin' with 'em Nico-niss, I didn't even know So che questi negri prima o poi mi tradiranno Se non l'hanno già fatto Mi vogliono uccidere, spero che lo faranno Oppure vedranno sempre 'sta faccia da cazzo Si vede da lontano che sei un raccomandato (facts) Mandano in tele gli stessi con i miei testi (ah, fuck ahah) Grah, grah, grah Questa merda è gangsta shit Mi innamoro solo di una gangsta bitch Chiaro che son preso male se non bevo Hennessy Ho fottuto così tante hoe (what?) Che sono diventate tutte enemies Che sia drill o trap, in questa merda ci metto impegno Tutta la mia squadra alza soldi, sembra un ingegno Fuck 12, se la gang ti marca è un tiro a segno SSG, we active, non ti conviene far beef, fratello Non posso dire nulla nelle mie canzoni o me l'usano contro Ecco perché non capisci cosa dico, coglio' Fuori da 'sto paese ho rispetto di G e di veri killer Siamo tutti amici finché stai fuori dal mio business Alla postazione, allo spot, come un tabaccaio Il nemico è appostato, so che mi sta guardando (tu-tu) Ma non farà un cazzo, ormai sono abituato (tu-tu) Tato trasporta il pacco, fra' parlo come mangio (tu-tu) Parlo come mangio, mio fra' non parla italiano Sangue sugli Amiri, butto il ferro in un cestino Al mio collo due vampire e sono fredde come un frigo Marche da bollo, tabacchi, stiamo marchiando il chilo Farò fuori i vermi che mi intralciano il cammino (uh) Hai problemi, boy? Boy, non sei mai stato al circo Parlo fry, pollo fritto Se mi odi, sei una merda e non puoi passeggiare in Bico Non puoi passeggiare in Bico I primi a entrare con i chinga nello zaino in label (facts) Non vivi nella realtà, boy, vivi davanti a un desktop (alright) Rapper che si vantano, in due anni ho fatto fall off Finanzio i giovani di strada, non farti fare un dispetto Adesso sono un V.I.P. (V.I.P.) Opps odiano, they wanna be like me (they wanna be like me) Ringrazio Dio per la mia energy Fifty sulla Glock, li facciamo andare in ecstasy (grrah) La mia nuova tipa spaccia però è una brava ragazza Bang-bang sulla tua faccia di merda, Spaccarotella Zona rossa tutto l'anno, siamo in stato di emergenza Non vedi il 2030 (brah) e non è l'effetto serra (brah) Effetto serra nella testa, un quartiere fatto di Gescal Abbiamo unito i set, swinga bandana blue e red, ah We ready for war, si vede che non fai sport Nigga, stop, nigga, stop SSG, MI nord (pow)

Please do not think that i'm lacking Fanny pack but it ain't for the fashion Boy make a move we gone clap him Shooters with me & no they ain't acting I told my b*tch hold the ratchet You moving iffy like you finna blast it I ain't got time to be flexing & capping These n*ggas must think i'm really just rapping No i won't trip out of anger Shooters with me they won't put me in danger Leeky shoot like he a laker opp treeshi think i might take her Buss up a td & stack it Demon with me i'm like brody what's cracking He make a move we gone crack him In a maybach i won't switch for no aston I'm getting hella bands We shooting who ever think that they a taliban & i got change of plans Won't catch me politicking up in front the fans How you leave ya mans gotta mask up for the hits cause they got a cam Never popped a zan (never) I f*ck her better off yerkys If that's off a 10 imagine a 30 Fresh off a hit moving sturdy P*ss on my hands then cab it to jersey I move different when i'm purging Can't hold the glock if you still virgin The way he got shot he might need a surgeon Spin through ya block late night we be lurking I told rilla chill can't move like a rapper Cause im still up in the field better pack a steal First n*gga act uphe got popped like a f*cking pill They don't think you willi cashed out on a lawyer Just for me to take deali told bando chill I don't need you in jail bro we gotta get a mil I just been moving tact don't make a movie Cause boy i could the send the maks Clipped dropped like it's cinemax N*ggas jacking they spinning i know it'scap Broke boy i ain't here for that Cheezy with me & he is not hearing that Uh I look little but i'm dangerous Call up the makks they'll tell you i'm sanctioned Bitch i get it cause i take it Told you already the reason she naked Catch a shot if you hating 30 clip better duck like the matrix Only money conversation my b*tch a baddie I swear she ain't basic finger her then make her taste it She jacking the movement she loving my language She wanna hold on the glock Is you gone ride Is you gone slide Baby you ready or not if i get trapped up in a box Is you gone walk in the spot If it get lit Pass me the grip Baby you know how i rock Baby you ready or not

Three Z's What, what, what Yeah, yeah What, what, what Yeah, yeah What, what, what Yeah, yeah Uh, uh Uh Thought I came to bring some peace but I brought a sword Acting like they want some peace but they wanna war I'ma give em' what they want I'ma give em' more You sure I don't think you want war with me Uh Sure about that Real about that Put in work gon' need a hard hat Armor on, gon' face combat Look around you and inside you, warfare We in the world but it's all theirs Got court advantage ain't playing fair We conquerors, we joint heirs Ain't nothing on me that I can't bare Ain't nothing homie, got a life to spare He gave His and now I'm infinite I gave mine with a penitence Use me Lord as Your instrument And that's why I'm so militant To do His will with the goal intent To reach those that He knows are His Yeah, That's where the mission lies Sow a seed, say a prayer Hope it fertilize See the news, check the views Truth is misconstrued On the Twitter talking bitter Who gon' trust in you Word by my side, yeah That's my worldview Looking at the times, yeah Things is coming true Time is wrapping up, yeah And it's ending soon Who you are is who you'll be when He coming through Thought I came to bring some peace but I brought a sword Acting like they want some peace but they wanna war I'ma give 'em what they want I'ma give 'em more You sure I don't think you want war with me Uh, truss The sword is a double and out of my sheath My feet is prepared with the Gospel of Peace Didn't God tell you don't mess with His sheep Belt of His Truth is wrapped around me Gonna get more than you thought when we meet Apple don't fall too far from the tree Live by a law that you never gon' keep I live by His grace and by it I'm free I don't need Mills I'd rather be Meek Trust me I'm rich in a place you can't see Try to go tell me who I gotta be Serving one God and I do what He please Pray for my fam who might disagree I sow my seed and hope it'll reap Doing His will regardless of ease Uh, And I don't care if they don't like it They preach love and they teach love but they never wanna go beyond that They carve Jesus into a image that pleases them so they relax Sip tea and they sit back Hoping nobody feels bad They want me on the sidelines I ain't playing around You can go head, find fault with me But the doctrine is sound Yeah I shoot my shot like a DM Travel the world just to please Him I think the beat need a EMT cause this joint barely is breathing I been through some thorns by His grace I'm bloomin Me and my sword want more, Metro Boomin Got the sauce, got the spice like some cumin Got the sword finna slice through confusion Uh Slicing and dicing like Mike Tyson They try to grill me like George Foreman Rather die than choose conforming Outside of what seems normal Dress down at your local formal Just to prove that I won't be mournful to do what's moral despite the scornful Wanna keep me quiet but you know I cannot hide it Don't you know I serve the Son so I cannot chill They gon' think that you condone it if nobody fights it Calling all the saints to rise up, go in for the kill Thought I came to bring some peace but I brought a sword Acting like they want some peace but they wanna war I'ma give 'em what they want I'ma give 'em more You sure I don't think you want war with me You don't want war with me The sword is out of my sheath He's gonna bring war not peace If you not ready you least The sword is a double I don't need arrows Cutting through bone every joint and the marrow Whipping the sword like a new Panamera Get 'em like Gawvi look at Panorama Look at the whole view Can't nobody ever hold you I don't care what they told you if He's the one that you hold true See my Daddy in my Heaven When He say those words I'm caught up and with the Judge Job well done you put in work I told you ain't want no war baby Don't mess wit me baby War Ready They ain't ready for this man They don't really want peace Didn't God tell you don't mess wit His sheep You don't really want war with me I'm fighting the good fight doesn't matter if I'm bloody