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lirik lagu war of tha’ gods – hector orlando

[intro]
[sample]

[verse 1]
and i’m ghost out this hoe, don’t act like you ain’t know
don’t act like you ain’t seen me around in front your door
and i’m ghost out this hoe, never listen to no boppas
cause they the same ones who wanna pop us and then knock us
got the choppas bust the gat everytime i f-cking rap
comin’ dine in all black like a og cadillac
b-tch we posted in the parkin’ lot, posted in the parkin’ lot
214 on set, bonehead juggernauts
on the block, on the block
3 in the mornin’ we boxin’ out on the block
till the neighbors called the cops
now we sittin’ on the curb
blue and red lights itchin’ on my f-cking nerves

[interlude]
know what i’m saying? we just living out our youth
you know, having fun doin thangs we ain’t supposed to
not to hurt anyone
it’s just that, goin’ against the grain, gives you adrenaline in the brain
rather have that cause everybody is the same
stand out, be different, think for your own self
get on ya grind, pimpin’ the time has come
for life to begin

[verse 2: hector orlando]
aye bro, drive slow
po po’s on the road with the scope trying to score ya dough and info
to make more bullets for the war and deprive all the poor people in the d-mn struggle, no milk for the cheerios
oh sh-t stop, there he goes
hector orlando, yeah they know grippin’ that hoe switch up the flow
feelin’ that phonk run down ya toes
posted up in that corner sto’, posted up in that corner sto’
watching humans in sight as time flies by
the world revolves, i contemplate life, what’s right? what’s wrong?
from the window out the dart train, stuck on the source of my inner dark pain
you don’t know me, you don’t know me
b-tch i’m dirty
my halo burned out a long time ago, ya heard me
you only know my name and my snapchat story
i’m done making you happy you don’t even make time for me
enough of that sh-t onto the next one with my homies

[sample]

[verse 3: hector orlando]
let me up one time, finna cop a dime, it’s sat-rday 2:14 pm
feelin’ nice outside hop in the gl-sshouse fo’ a ride, round the hood mane let’s get it poppin’ fo’ the hoes tonite
negative, sensitive it’s relative to the nemesis
when we on the pegasus settles things in perspectiveness
now it’s effectiveness feels like i took a sedative
everything makes sense the time has come for bad things to end
war of the gods don’t be mixed in the blend
war of the gods don’t be mixed in the blend
war of the gods don’t be mixed in the blend
war of the gods don’t be mixed in the blend

- hector orlando

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