ROC BARBOZA - WARZONE!

It's the big stunner, the big brother
Fucking up some big numbers, is what I'm about
17 years old, young to think about some clout
Old enough to actually make it my route
Dreams of curing the drought
Pockets hungry for some Andrew Jackson's
My plan of action comes with big nuts you can't imagine
JB walk in the door, feel like the man of madness
Bashing Fascists, step to me and meet the Rap Assassin
Tell the story of a youngin' who was scared as I
Evil world in the heart, but flashy in the eyes
Sell my soul for a peace of mind
Knowing all the bags and riches are as good as mine
My presence feels like I'm mosh pitting with a thousand demons
While they feasting on my soul, in the gardens of Eden
Temptation is eating
Soul, Spirit to break
My mind feels there's a war at stake
Fuck up the place, bitch

YEAH!

Follow me, corrupted antics
No more discrete!
Keep us thriving, Red, White, Blue that we bleed
Bifocal reach!
There's a war going on outside

Who would've thought, I'd protect my soul, body and mind
When I was 9, I was caught up on a pendulum swing
Black screen, best friend, thoughts I'd never would think
Bag in my hand, picturing I bled with the kings
Save hope, you just walked unto the end of your string!

Warzone!
Warzone!
Warzone!
Warzone!

There's a war going on outside (okay, uh huh)
There's a war going on outside (okay, uh huh)
There's a war going on outside (okay, uh huh)
There's a war going on outside
Who would've thought?

Written by:
Noah Hall, Sova Six

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