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lirik lagu all about wars – f.a.t.a.l. foundation

[intro]
ny do or die [?], verbally homicidal
forty*five do or die, ny going wild
what, what, what?

[hook, 2x]
all about wars, what about yours?
got mine, come about yours
roll like outlaws

[verse 1, shawn]
my verbal spit like my firearm, when i get charmed
bionic arm, proceed to [?precept?] into the [?paragon/power bomb?]
shower calm, your wisdom blind
you didn‘t know you were being harmed
feasting on swine, my feast is [prime?]
when i‘m scrolling these scorched surface
forbidden from being bitten by satan‘s serpents
you know my purpose, my word is power
truth for hire, despise them devils
shine through, wise rebel, my sound is razer*sharp like [?]
in the past i would seek troubles, now i‘m humble
i rep a [?] for scuffle
but if you [follow?] we rumble through [?] infinity
practice what they preach ‘em in the streets
holding a piece, located in the east, dealing me cheap
i got a personal quarrel with [?]
walk through the borough with fleek
send my harrow with messages
caucasian possesses the accesses
to guards that guard the exit
soon to ball like waco texas
you try to find with your mind embargoed
emboggled with [?]
the desperado and rest like a rhino
my mind go way beyond the outer limits
the cypher’s menace, [?] finnish and just about finish
i lost my main trooper, a natural ruler like king koopa
when i get buddha*ed, i spark [?]
by sharpshooters the mark [?]
metamorphosis into a cougar/
flee through the portal where my immortal was slaughtered
my seeds [?]
white men committing sins since fifteen hundred bc
now you actually asking me?
throughout [?]
after the casualties, i‘m ripping through anatomies
wreaking havoc g, something tragic when slicing auras
europeans disrespecting and ripping up the torah
dime chick scorer, i blow like sodom and gomorrah
manslaughter, those affiliated with new world order
word to sick [?]
my iron mower bring the horror
similar to children getting slapped by they stepfather
[hook, 2x]
all about wars, what about yours?
got mine, come about yours
roll like outlaws
(yeah, yeah)

[verse 2, ap]
it ain’t a frame big enough to put in my brain to fit the picture
of one of my members falling victim for not keeping the k!ller by the zipper
hurt n*gga boa constrictor, a to the p, the sliver
reptile squeeze with one fingers
guessed out to make me shiver
was he just scared, or we got the last bent
blowing with the mac*l*even, leave ‘em the h*ll freezing
a monster’s demon [?] with [?] in they head
except instead, they [?]
pushed out of bed from sleeping
where we headed in dreaming
made so you yawning
but not cautious, he got tossed in with a hot nine [?]
to kick with the power of five forces
he [?], i sense to meet the concrete to [?] my heartbeat, like thirty daggers
this fake posse full of braggers
speaking of how they clap the dragon
i just laugh at them f*ggots
it just so happens they got excessive maggots
petty rock*shoppers in [?]
reality gona bite the crew with the shaper tooth
aiming at my crew on top of roofs
an hour later they gon’ spark a truce
in due time they through
but i want evidence, physical proof
take the squads word as truth
i’m a hit ‘em, ‘til it’s hard as loose [?]
my folk reach in articles in newspapers
my clique is fatal when we bruise fakers
fl!cks on pages of follow editions, ny expedition
enemy smiling submissive
and when we fight ‘em, i’m revealing a villain
this attitude they left me in, coming through your tenement
questions of man and pressed and [?]
scared to the next pedestrians, lyrical veterans
[hook, 2x]
all about wars, what about yours?
got mine, come about yours
roll like outlaws
(yeah, yeah)

[verse 3 / shawn]
shawn do it all, he flow your weather with ease
swings off for [?]
i spit the semi*auto, posing in many photos
the [?] go to dome, when i take it/
god hoping he made it r rated
spar with the dark crusader, i rode with generals down in major
walk in the sands of asia, i blaze the gat full of [?]
[verse 3 / a to the p]
as long as sun heats the street tars
gun thieves police cars
it’s never peace beneath east, god
still receive scars
in the process, trying to teach gods
minds rising like horizons
trying to reach mars
i ain’t your arithmetic
you’re not militant
it’s countless students in my syndicate
[hook, 2x]
all about wars, what about yours?
got mine, come about yours
roll like outlaws
(yeah, yeah)

[outro]
[?]
it’s a state of mind, not just a place to live
what ya’ll want?
double f, illest two man team
r*i*p to my n*gga [?]
[?] for me, word up, [?] for me
word up, [?] scar faces
bring the robing
you ready?

- f a t a l foundation

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