WAR - Intellectual

[Intro: Caprisunog]

(Yo Figgs, play that shit back)

War, war, war, war

I'm feelin the heat, its burnin' me slow

I see the opps, I gotta go

I'm spinnin' the block, my temper is hot

Went from a P to flippin' them rocks

Went from the Hanes to Loui Vuitton

My socks, drop the top, gimme the head don't stop

Niggas be wonderin' how I get so sick

The diamonds so cold, [?] niggas will drip

She suckin' my dick like a tick, she went from a blood to a crip

Gucci, Prada, Margiela

I make it rain, so bring an umbrella

Back from the dead, Nelson Mandela

I'm bustin' lead, my aim is so stella', bitch

Yeah, they don't want wit' us, they don't want war

We ready nigga, we want war nigga

I'm runnin' these bands, I'm fuckin' this bitch and her friends

I really can't wait 'til the end, I really can't wait 'til I trend

Cop me a 'rari or cop me a Benz?

I cop be a Glock and I cop me a ten

I pull out the book and I kill wit' the pen

What? Yeah, yeah, fuck

What? Yeah, what? Fuck