Guru - War Tactics (feat. New Child, James Gotti & Fatal Hussein) Lyrics
f/ Fatal, New Child, Young Gotti* send corrections to the typist[New Child]One, Morgan Isle two, Morgan Isle threeEh Yo, check itI'm about to black out, pull the mack out, blow your back outNew Child, niggaz sick wit it, I've been spit itRealest shit I ever wrote, left ya niggaz starvin and crazeLike Johnny I blazeLife a nigga robbin' a caseEast Harlem on that ass, starving for that cashMorph city mashNigga you get smashedOutlaw Immortal lifelineOnly niggaz doin it rightCall my name and you die tonightGive a ***** about the future, Grim Reaper call a coward to hellMurder one living out on bailAnd I don't give a ***** about y'all, faggot niggaz blowing they brainsFrom going insaneMe, I keep inflicting the painSee your soul rise, skip town wit four powsFour life guys, wit .45 that's no lieBlock to block, I'm sho shockNiggaz know not to ever in they life approach meCause yo, I'm a killa for rilla, my nillaThis is binge rap, savage niggaz sticking out they chest, like revelYou want war then lets do it, get right in to it***** the lolly game, body bags and dust floorWar tactics[Guru]War tacticsIgnorant mother*****ers get they ass kickedI got it mastered, ya basterdWord the dirtyWay past 7:30 ya hazardDon't wanna see heaven earlyI study firePlus I got 11 worthy calibersWord tha MackStep in the arena, I'ma have'ta hurt ya blackNow ya hurt, by the way that you actFor your ***** ass image, I can't believe why they pay you thatTry to ignore me, I'ma get gory and straight pay you backLike the Ying and the Yang *gunshot*Click and the bangI'm sick and derangedAnd I came with a new team, to set it on your record and you quickly changedI'ma parlay after a hard day of schooling suckersAnd the like the groupon sayKill you stupid mother*****ersI don't trust yaIf I don't know ya, disarm ya man and cold body blow yaWar tacticsChorus:[New Child] War Tactics[Fatal War] Tactics[Guru War] Tactics[James Gotti] War Tactics[New Child] War Tactics[Fatal] War Tactics[Guru] War Tactics*DJ Scratching*[New] Child War Tactics[Fatal] War Tactics (War)[Guru] War Tactics[James Gotti] War Tactics[New Child] War Tactics[Fatal] War Tactics[Guru] War Tactics*DJ Scratching*[James Gotti]Yo, yo. I'm hot. I carry heat like I walk wit the sunWhen I speak, bullets shoot I talk wit my gunYo man lie wit youPlanning hits, spying wit you, get high wit youBeef, yo ride wit you, that nigga cry wit youHe is when my nine hits youIf he standing by wit you, his ass gonna die wit youHe dwelled wit 'em, so I shoot em he felt wit themTail split them, jail flipped 'em, empty my shells in 'em, they well hit 'emBullet jing wit bell in 'emLet my eternal spell get emWatch em burn in hell wit emMy ammo, best chosen to take out my best opponentguaranteed to rip your vest open and leave your flesh smokingYo vest open, wit blood to your chest swollenI'm erect chokin, squeeze till yo neck brokenMy gun, my clip, my bullet we all like roughWhen I shoot you gonna fall like the season after summer[Fatal]I'm forced to step up, when death crep upMy diamonds shine for any kind that wanna try to get they rep' upTwo in place, hit em, get em, make em bounce for 'Pac and YakAmerikkkaz most wantedNow the feds wanna jock a lotNigga, this the Outlawz; ain't nobody holding us backThey cancel showsThey knowing we explode on tracksAbusiveCome find the firearms for this new shitGet thirty different names and get Kadafi, still can't do shitI serve ya cliqueYa Mack I got the urge to spitYa never heard of this shitVerbally I'm murderousThey broke us up and they broke us slanging coke like a loc'sterI see death around the corner, with two nines in my holsterThe cognac sipperbig barrels by my zipperAnd I ain't trying to miss ya when I'm tipsy of the liquorI'm controversial, you overrated like HerschelI refuse to go commercialThey say patience is the virtueI can't help if my squad up against all oddsAfter shows you get robbed, for my niggaz that diedI run ya town like Emmett, only 5 minute tenetOutlaw general, I'm Makaveli lieutenantWar tacticsChorus
