Whar (Explicit)

Whar (Explicit) - Kool G Rap/RZA/Ghostface Killah/Tash Mahogany

You ain't sayin' nothing slick to a can of oil

Tell your man to tell his man that his man's a girl

I holds weight ya'll niggas skinny like Olive Oil

We throws atleast half a ki' in the pot to boil

Royal niggas rags to riches

Because your boy breaks b**ches like glasses dishes

Burn money like I put it in some grass and spliffed it

If I don't get my man that's passed it's not misses

Female donkeys ya'll niggas a** and dickless

Hard white rap just some foil like chiclets

Never had a wife you better settle for the mistress

The truth like Al Capone dying for the syphlis

Cross me you name flying on the hit list

Ya'll niggas buck won't even pop a clutch on the gear shift

That ain't the hard pose ni**a you just scared stiff

I'm on my grizzly you might walk right into bear sh*t

You rock your pants too tight get off that queer sh*t

No turning back when it's on I ain't trynna hear sh*t

Like the coast guard I got them choppers than can airlift

Sword don't you know what you bring

You destroy everything all the blood that you give to men

There's no excuse I could give we just all want to live

All the war that you bring to men

War is comin' home takes families

War I'm not a great big fan of it

War is something that is scandalous

Oh no oh no

War is comin' by air land and sea

War is man's insanity

This world for sure

Must stop this world of war

Tell ya fake niggas don't get me involved my back is chunky

Four-five hanging out the jeans is crunchy

Facial hair beard looking like Abe Lincoln

Stand next to you and my jewels look like ya cage is shrinking

Love sweets like a d**e fiend nodder with fat hands

Keep birds around me they be calling me Batman

Precisely I pop like cheap luggage prefusely bleeding

Word on the streets is you lost three buckets

F**k it you keep dying I'm into red diamonds

Rob me b**ch I have your whole hood crying

Lighting candles on the street like why you trying

Oh lord why you had to lullabye him

His jewels is cursed his seeds is first

When he do shows he pop a wheelie off his murst

Six three medium built tall like Lurch

While ya'll faggots be sleep he be putting in work

That's his absorbance stance I got it down to a glance

It's war I got the biggest gun down my pants pants

Got a rock rocket in my pocket

For to knock ya head right out the socket

Turn teardrops to smile been glanced this spare child

Spra ya gallon of mace in your face burn off your 'brows

No phone home you dribbling we stone ya sibling

Get my bloods from Tilden to burn your building

Poison tip dagger sword chop through your collar bone

No you don't got a f**king chance to holler home

Nice dream your sliced spleen cut through your ice bling

GOD heats melts you like it's ice cream

I'm not vanilla I'm black panther chinchilla

My cousin's an orangutan my brother's a gorilla

The other's a ape he turn a rainbow straight

Get you trapped in the jungle now you can't escape

War it is that's the biz glock pop plops the feds

Split your wig crack your whip smack your wiz blast your 'quip

Chains and whips planes and ships guns swords and flintstones

And bricks munch clothes and kicks you know it's

Sword don't you know what you bring

You destroy everything all the blood that you give to men

There's no excuse I could give we just all want to live

All the war that you bring to men

War is comin' home takes families

War I'm not a great big fan of it

War is something that is scandalous

Oh no oh no

War is comin' by air land and sea

War is man's insanity

This world for sure

Must stop this world of war