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Yo what's up, this KL. It's about 4:30 in the morning Date March 9th 1999 We doing this song to inspire anybody out there having to war for a right cause So, this song for you Chorus A: Now when I war I war for reason Start the cars, light them gars cause we all leaving I'm a survivor with heart so there'll be no treason Get your final prayers in cause somebody bleeding Can ya say the same. Chorus B: Now when we war, we war for reason Start the cars, light the gars cause we all leaving I'm a survivor with heart so there'll be no treason Get your final prayers in cause somebody bleeding My favorite word is strategic destined to make the disbelieve believe Without street teaching, If I die you know I O-D'd it Ghetto niggas receive it when I FedEx and release it Fiend highly needed in the hood to cut they teeth with I'm F-I-E-N-D shottie That adrenaline when you waring with somebody But smarter than the average, but bout as bad as hazardous Who really wants to see what a savage is Will fuck with my family, money, my peace of mind and my dawgs In any city my nigga that's proper cause I'm the judge, jury, bailiff and all laws Disrespect you'll never live to see how you lost Chorus: Now when we war, we war for reason Start the cars, light them gars cause we all are leaving I'm a survivor with heart so there'll be no treason Get your final prayers in cause somebody bleeding Chorus: Repeat 2X I know they scared I'm on some other shit Bulletproofly, prepared with the toughest click Ain't this a bitch, they done fucked up and let me loose My enemies swear that I'm tripping like Bishop from Juice ... Keep a nigga like me high and calm Needed cause my condition is nothing from the norm Off the douja, that was caught up in my blurry vision I was screaming at you "go" but you niggaz didn't listen What I'm missing is a couple of ?? Living explosive like a bomb with a silent tick Blessed with a gift to speak to my breed only Thug, survivors and soldiers its all the same army Womp Womp Chorus B: Repeat 2X My warchild philosophy if I reveal this ROCKET who stopping me Bloody 20's in my hand while cops steady popping me Logically, rotten meat, could cause a catastrophe Chose to let that chopper speak before they put rock in me Silently but violently before they called truce Anything I'm blasting the pain can reduce I knew in my head I had something loose Mentally in the streets that's all of my troops Mercenary survivor, first soldier always Combat ready since I walked the school hallways The Excited Private who you think that I'm writing for Memoirs, to minds behind bars what I'm fighting for Chorus A Chorus B -We ain't out here fighting for nothing nigga Everytime you open your mothafucking eyes on the street you fighting for something Fighting to live, fighting to survive Just know what the fuck you fighting for |