War With Us (Feat. MTFD)

They start to run that mouth, like we in school/

But when we catch 'em in the streets then they know it's through/

Running around town think their squad is cool/

But really if you fuck with family then the only target is you/

We some bad motherfuckers they don't war with us/

When we come back with a track, they always tend to fuss/

Kids are like crickets these days, they try to catch us in a daze/

Numbers and numbers, won't stop talkin'/

But we walk passed 'em we don't even stop walkin'/

On our pages stalkin' us but they don't want war with us/

'Cause in our family we got about 20 plus/

Instead of our spirits it's their heads that are crushed/

Against the concrete, for no reason they wanna start beef/

But then start lying when we don't want the peace/

We won't just blow the leaf, but yet their whole squad fucking keef-er/

They can't get enough of her but we are cold & dry ice, & can make you bleed/

What we will do has been seen/

Now their jumping shit has been seized/

Now their ass can finally R.I.P./

What they gone do when we goin' to war?

Well, I'ma have 'em shakin' like lightenin' from Thor

I'ma have'em bakin' like heightenin' some ore

On the temperature when its frightenin' a whore

Listen up closely, its the chronicle author

I'ma tell a story 'bout logical slaughter

You and me are featured we cynical murders

On the same team we cause surgical order

Causin' all the pain call it clinical horror

Like goin' to war with a rapper's quarrel

All of these niggas lackin' rappin' moral

Its like they all squeakin' like some rappin' squirrels

Annoyin' as hell get the slaughterhouse on 'em

Sayin' they spit fire, get the waterhouse on 'em

Only dragons here are me and M T F D

Fuck around wit' us you still need your A B C

So what you goin' now with your S T D

Since you sayin' that you sick but you botherin' me

Only real niggas ever carried 'round G's

If you can't tell that get the fuck from 'round me

That rappin' you doin' is elementary

That yappin' you chewin' is supplementary

That trappin' you pullin' is rudimentary

That clappin' you foolin' is not your identity