YoungMarrs - War (feat. PutMeOnBlast & DJ Ric G)

Back in it, I'm deployed
I ain't takin' no orders
Young Marrs, young lord
Who activated my aura?
Who actin' crazy?
I'm sure to check him I'm short-tempered, come forward
Big man, tall doors High ceilings, close quarters, Unity is priority
They see the crib and they see the whip, and they wonder why I'd want more
I'm the king of this you don't seem to get
I don't associate with these boys I'm takin' them to war
Never question my authority I'm settlin' the score Don't know what's gotten over me
All I know, this ain't no game I,
Ain't comin' here to play, I'm takin' aim, you better say bye
They all want the fame, but they ain't know, this ain't no free ride
Fore you get to speakin' on my name, need to be ye high
They can never catch me in a daze even though they try
On the wave, I've been out here floatin' like it's Bayside
Find your way, or else you gon' end up by the wayside
Try to say, make a name or you gon' end up phased out
I, I, I, I, I, I, Young
I, I, I, I, I, I, Young
One time for the fakers They always try to break us
They mad, we straight No shots, no chaser
I'm tryin' to get my cake up I tell these boys, wake up
Before they time's up Outdated like a Jacob
But this one's for my people Black, brown like cafecito
I tell them shit ain't sweet, Don't label us as equal
Young Marrs now, Blast was the prequel
Look up to the sky, they say the world is yours chico
But middle fingers up, man, they label us as thugish
They say they rappin' English hmph, All I hear is rubbish
Back to the paper, boy, I need these thoughts published
Drop the mic on you busters like my last name Douglas
Motherfucker, I'm him, where do I begin?
I been had the juice, I don't need a cup of gin
Money on my mind, fresh out my nine-to-five
Mula mercado, baby, all I see is dollar signs
Big Gun, motherfucker
I, I, I, I, I, I, Young
I, I, I, I, I, I, Young

Written by:
Alex Flores, Matthew Cuin, Eric Garner

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