World At War

[Intro: Kezura & Louverture]
Lou, you here?
Let's fuck 'em up

[Hook:]
This that world at war (hey)
I'ma prolly get to shooting going door to door (pop, pop)
I’ma run up in your crib and drop a Port-a-Fort (hey)
This that world at war, this that world at war (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1 : Kezura]
Y’all ain’t wanna tell me to get it, I prolly pop
When I run up on your set with a hundred of other gods (okay)
I will do whatever whenever I really never stop
They don’t wanna be another motherfucker that I dropped
And I see that you nervous, I’m feeling too perfect
These bullets I’m serving, gon' offer you service
I’m certain that once I unload at your person
You ain’t finna make it to doctors and nurses
Just know we eating don’t run up
I’m on the scene with the gunners
I got the ghouls and the hunters
And 30 tools for your brothers
Just know that this is my calling
I’m on the rise never falling
And even if we’re even you gon' lose that-
Fuck yo, Oddwin gon' be pissed if i finish that-
Yo shout out to Oddwin, but erm...
Aye!

Your bitch like DD, she touch my machine
She can’t help it, it’s big and she drool when she see me
I’m up in her kiwi, this shit got real like if Cena told Stevey to “see me”
All over the TV (ooh)
I sip on my Fiji, I feel undefeated
'Cuz I am the ultimate being
They call me a meanie
You ain’t never seen a fiend like me, I’m the genie
It’s dumb to release me, ooh

[Verse 2 : Louverture]
If you 'bout it then you 'bout it, I bust in the punani
Like a semi-automatic, I swear that I'm too sloppy
Louie chopping like karate, I'm the god you can't embody
I be re-arranging bodies, Kez gon' pull up with the shotty
I am the realest, you a copy in a plane: Kamikaze
Blowing up Nagasaki, fry a nigga: Teriyaki
Got her wetter than tsunami, One Piece with the Haki
All.. the.. ops.. be.. disembodied
Eyes on, bad little biddy with the nylon
Fly on (flying), Hyper Sonic hit with time bomb
Shut the fuck up, I do not want no dialogue
Rain down hell when the motherfucking mic on
Woah, you niggas not me
My flow is purer than Mahatma Gandhi
Think that you cold my nigga Nani
I make a wall of that fire no proxy
Ok, I be the King of the jungle I'm King Kong
They "Minaj-ing" like they Nicki because of your damn song
Lou is bigger and be better she blowing like big bomb
Man I take a track and flame it and burn it that's Napalm
That bitch be so rude so I'm calling her Vicki
The D got her singing like she sounding like Iggy
I'm soaring through space I'm a beast nigga really
With wings on my back call me Ridley
This that, This That, This That, aye

[Hook]
This that world at war (hey)
I'mma prolly get to shooting going door to door (pop, pop)
I’mma run up in your crib and drop a port-a-fort (hey)
This that world at war, this that world at war (yeah,yeah)