War Machine - The Art Of War

All the leaves are falling Where the hedgehogs hiding And a bee buzzes by Makes me feel like crying Hear the song of warning From the blackbird calling The hills are alight Feels like the first day of your life. There's a hawk in the distance He ain't praying for forgiveness It's his nature to kill but mine isn't But we all kill in ways that he doesn't As we pay our taxes to the war machine The War Machine. Oh no. Won't always be the war machine.

Wanna bite the hand that feeds me Wanna turn the tides Set the demons free and watch 'em fly Strike down the one who leads me I'm gonna take his place Gonna vindicate the human race Better watch out 'Cause I'm a war machine Better watch out 'Cause I'm a war machine, yeah Take the reins of power and seize them Draw the battle lines Armageddon's just a matter of time Tear down the voice of reason Let the arrows fly Your freedom's just a state of mind, yeah Better watch out 'Cause I'm a war machine You better watch out 'Cause I'm a war machine You better watch out 'Cause I'm a war machine You better watch out 'Cause I'm a war machine Better watch out 'Cause I'm a war machine I'm a war machine I'm a war machine

I am my brother's keep And I'll keep you as close as I need to, but trust? I trust you as far as I can reach you And I can't reach that far Please don't tell me lies, tell my face, okay I did came alive, and they safe, okay Prayin' through the night, say my grace, okay I'm the number one, no, it ain't no race Even if I lost, you can't take my place I'm a fuckin' boss, watch me chase my cake Dip me if you want, come and make my day Some niggas on my block that you say don't play You can't hold me, muthafucka, you don't know me Watch me rise up to the top, and do it slowly They all devils in disguise, they can only Told me lies, now thеy turn me to a cold piece I don't wanna bе your friend, I don't want to shake your hand Please don't come within, I don't want to make amends Do you copy it? What I'm sayin' Fuck with me, li'l bitch, I want revenge I'ma real one, yeah, a real one They be dissin' me, don't put no mention If it's money that be had, I'ma get some If they got turn they head, they ain't did none Don't pay attention what they say, fuck them bitches Lost some friends along the way, they get division They like the way I sway, my pivot Got it made, okay, no, I skipped some I'ma say this once, not again, li'l bitch You are not my folks, not my friend, li'l bitch Traded on the line and it still, li'l bitch Ay, fuck you, it is what it is, li'l bitch My loyalty is real, I'm just built like this Can't help it that I'm out here in the field like this I could say it's over, and I still might diss Really got the somethin' that's why they steal my shit I'm just one-of-a-kind, and I know it Try to knock me off my pivot, and it's showin' I'm a top-tier bitch, I'm the coldest To not go through shit, I'm appointed I don't wanna be your friend, I don't want to shake your hand Please don't come within, I don't want to make amends Do you copy it? What I'm sayin' Fuck with me, li'l bitch, I want revenge I'ma real one, yeah, a real one They be dissin' me, don't put no mention If it's money that be had, I'ma get some If they got turn they head, they ain't did none Don't pay attention what they say, fuck them bitches Lost some friends along the way, they get division They like the way I sway, my pivot Got it made, okay, no, I skipped some

I don't do it for the money I don't do it for the fame I don't do it so I can see the bright lights Spell out my name But I'd be lying if I said I didn't wanna hear my songs On a jukebox In a jukebox kind of bar I guess I'm just another soldier Fighting the war of art And I love the pretty girls And how they sway in rhythm when I play And I'll take a free cold beer Every time they sit one on the stage And if that was the only reason why I do it Then why I do it wouldn't get me very far I guess you can't pick your battles When you fight the war of art It's hard to shine in a sky full of stars And still be who you are When you fight the war of art If a bullet was a song And this guitar was a gun I'd knock 'em dead Most nights it feels like I'm the one Up here bleedin' red And I ain't trying to hurt nobody I'm just hoping that my broken Puts some hope in another broken heart Yeah, I'm just another soldier Fighting the war of art It's hard to shine in a sky full of stars And still be who you are When you fight the war of art I don't do it for the money I don't do it for the fame

We grew up broke, but, shit, we wanted more Now it's Versace print on a marble floor Had to shake a few homies because they heart ain't pure Keepin' your enemies close, that's the art of war Cop a brick and flip it, that's a easy check They hatin' on me but I never let 'em see me sweat Had to shake a few bitches because they heart ain't pure Play broke knowin' you got more, that's the art of war, yeah First they switch up then wanna clique up I'm a five-star general, I'll never slip up I'm at the pick up, I'm two steps ahead of 'em This the art of war, the manual to bread gettin' (Gettin' bread) All this drama in the game, It got my head spinnin' (Got my head spinnin') Why they talkin' on the phone when the feds listen? (When they listen) Fuck 'em, I just wanna ball, I want it all (I want it all) I seen a killa shed tears, realest shit I ever saw (I swear to God) Keep your enemies close, don't boast too much (Shh) Be careful with the bitch, man, she know too much (She knows too much) Cats get thirsty and they show their true colors I'm on magazine covers, stash house in the suburbs (In the cuts) Yeah, vac bags in the cupboards (In the cuts) No couches in the house, Just a wall full of hundreds (Full of hundreds) I tried tell 'em that I wanted more Berner, Coz Pacino go hard, it's the art of war We grew up broke, but, shit, we wanted more Now it's Versace print on a marble floor Had to shake a few homies because they heart ain't pure Keepin' your enemies close, that's the art of war Cop a brick and flip it, that's a easy check They hatin' on me but I never let 'em see me sweat Had to shake a few bitches because they heart ain't pure Play broke knowin' you got more, that's the art of war (Yo), yeah All I ever did was give handouts Never kept score, not worried 'bout how it panned out It was days I was down to my last five hundred In the streets hustlin', knowin' that I could die from it Everyone tellin' me that my time comin' Who got the plug on work? I'm tryna buy somethin' Ant gave me sixty and I tripled that The feelin' when the pack touch down, shit, we live for that I remember way back, dreamin' Now me and Bern rollin' up in the Maybach schemin' Through the sunroof I seen it, I ain't in it for the small fame Plus, over time, shit, we all change The money's in the cut, no one will ever know I hope I get to spend it, 'cause, shit, nothing's forever, though When I was young, they dealt me crumbs, but I wanted more All my enemies dead and broke, the art of war, yeah We grew up broke, but, shit, we wanted more Now it's Versace print on a marble floor Had to shake a few homies because they heart ain't pure Keepin' your enemies close, that's the art of war Cop a brick and flip it, that's a easy check They hatin' on me but I never let 'em see me sweat Had to shake a few bitches because they heart ain't pure Play broke knowin' you got more, that's the art of war