Serious

You niggas want war? Trust me you
don't want war
Homeboy, you don't know how
serious it could be
Man, the feeling starts, it's a million
man march
No games, all my soldiers as serious
as can be be
When we pull up like, hey ya, hey ya,
hey ya, ho
Then we run up like, hey ya, hey ya,
hey ya, ho
Man, y'all done gone and did it, well
come on with it
The fifth got a kick, but won't slip, I
rubber gripped it
Wrap you in them sheets on
Christmas, I'm double-gifted
Double barrel shotty, you double
jointed when you flippin'
Ask about your boy, they'll tell you
I'm not the fella
Tomato sauce whoever tryna shred up
my mozzarella
I guess it's in my genes, no prints if I
got the poke out
Man, let these nigga's reach, I'm
Iverson with the blow out
Sometimes you gotta show out, just
to show 'em what Joe 'bout
Give 'em the green light, well fuck it,
where we even goin' now?
Got shooters on the scanner, you
never know what we spoke 'bout
Picture Tony Montana with hammers
runnin' in Sos' house
Ghost Town
Bullets in the beach chair, lines
drawn, break the sand
Got bad news, sit 'em down, nah,
nigga take a stand
Dirty crackheads run up on you,
"What you was sayin', man?"
It's lights out, won't even take a
bath, ha
You niggas want war? Trust me you
don't want war
Homeboy, you don't know how
serious it could be
Man, the feeling starts, it's a million
man march
No games, all my soldiers as serious
as can be be
When we pull up like, hey ya, hey ya,
hey ya, ho
Then we run up like, hey ya, hey ya,
hey ya, ho

You dick-faced ass nigga's asked for
it so... here they come
No matter where they from I
disappeared and dump
No choice but to swear they dumb,
but we're not dumb
I'm on my Luke Skywalker, get your
Jedi spun
I'm on my DMC, I hear them things
rev, y'all run
Guess it's begun, get the private jet,
pilot set
Alibi in check, to the island head,
make sure it's no survivors left
'Round up all the hostages, bum
stiggity bum, stiggity bum
Hey, I mean a lot of them, shit be
soundin' like Das EFX
I pay no mind to the talkin' 'til it's a
heightened threat
Never baby nigga's with envy to give
me my respect
I eject bullets from rifles wearin' a
sniper vest
Find your body OTC, you're like a
Prilosec
Y'all won't even hear me comin',
Michael Myers' steps
Hear that thing ch-ch-choppin' 'til
no tires left
Bulldogs bark, 4s roars like a lion's
breath
I love new toys, so I invest
You niggas want war? Trust me you
don't want war
Homeboy, you don't know how
serious it could be
Man, the feeling starts, it's a million
man march
No games, all my soldiers as serious
as can be be
When we pull up like, hey ya, hey ya,
hey ya, ho
Then we run up like, hey ya, hey ya,
hey ya, ho