Lyrics JASIAH - Art Of War

Art Of War Lyrics – JASIAH

Singer: JASIAH
Title: Art Of War

Yo, this the type of sh#t to make your curb stomp a newborn baby
g#dd#mn (What? What? What? Yuh)
When the beat gon’ drop?
This a art of war, all fair in the hailstorm (Yeah, yeah)

Get your bag, boy, this that sh#t that keep your head strong (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
This a bad noise, this that sh#t that keep your head strong (Grra)
Get you’re mad, boy, this that sh#t that keep your head strong (Pa-pa-pa-pa)
This a art of war, all fair in the hailstorm (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Get your bag, boy, this that sh#t that keep your head strong (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, boom, boom, boom, boom)
This a bad noise, this that sh#t that keep your head strong (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Get you’re mad, boy, this that sh#t that keep your head strong (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I keep the piece like them peoples in Canada

Throwin’ up guns but I ain’t talkin’ ugala
I get the paper, same color arugula
If it’s a battle, I’m crashing your nebula
Angel of Death, better known as the messenger

I kill your favorite rapper and his manager
I grab the mic and I’ll damage ya
Super Saiyan stamina, my clip is long like et cetera
I don’t play with n#gg#s like a racist gamer

If my name on the feature then you endangered
Go the hardest in war with my face painted
Sum me up in two words, this ain’t [?]
Been a decade and I’m still bangin’

n#gg#s throwin’ out shots and I’m still aimin’
All these rappers that’s p#ss# be false claimin’
You a lame n#gg# in the terms lamen
I’m makin’ paper, I’m watchin’ my neighbors

I don’t know who envy me, envy me
I keep the cable business, ain’t no fable
I’m close to my friend but closer to my enemies (What?)
In my [?]

Don’t give a f#ck you’re not feeling me (f#ck ’em)
Murkin’ you, that’s in my fantasy (Blatt)
Knockin’ that boy out his [?] (Grra)
This a art of war, all fair in the hailstorm (Yeah, yeah)

b#tches be talkin’ sh#t just to be relevant
I smoke it strong out the pound for the hell of it
She got a problem but she ain’t addressin’ sh#t
I pop a one-of-one, I’m on my [?] sh#t

She clear as f#ck, I hope they get the message
Sit down low, ho, you ain’t steppin’
I’ma do that sh#t, if you know, it’s reckless
b#tch wanna fight me? She don’t like me?

Put that lil’ b#tch on a mothaf#ckin’ white tee
I met your wifey, don’t gotta wife me
But you gotta private jet-fly me
Think they had dentures, these b#tches biting

Waste of my time, these b#tches trifling
I got my Rollie on, that’s perfect timing
Yeah, yeah, lil’ b#tch (Haha)
I’m makin’ paper, I’m watchin’ my neighbors

I don’t know who envy me, envy me
I keep the cable business, ain’t no fable
I’m close to my friend but closer to my enemies (What?)
In my [?]

Don’t give a f#ck you’re not feeling me (f#ck ’em)
Murkin’ you, that’s in my fantasy (Blatt)
Knockin’ that boy out his [?] (Grra)
This a art of war, all fair in the hailstorm

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