Ready 4 War

Give me another vocal, yeah, yeah

Live and direct from the battle station

(Live and direct from the battle station baby)

Uhh (let's get this money boy!)

{Buck it, buck it} C'mon

And whether I'm right or wrong, slightly still tipsy, gypsies in titan songs

Singin the King, the prince of theives ease the Eiffel home

Nazareth, that's where my daddy only appeared, no

Lazarus, follow that word, word up, let's bring him home

Mary mother weepin, teach me how to cook, I'm drivin gone

Put a little twist all up in it, I did it, they probably wrong

Quicker to pick up the paper, none can escape us, face us, hate us, huh?

Oh dearly departed, I shot it, don't give me no Judas word

Brew this what? Moved in the cut and buck 'em and bring 'em back

Malik, remember [?], the vengeance black

Walk in the party blindfolded, hold up, never know when he gon' snap

Stone him up and then wait, tell 'em how that Baptist act

Fire beneath and in between, ween me off the harlot, cuz

I don't want ménage-à-trois, I don't wanna suck no blood

I don't wanna fuck my love, fuckin just like a virgin

30-inch rims on Excursion, the dirtiest rim, I'm still submergin

Hop out the door, ready for war - yeah, I know I owe

Hop out the door, ready for war - yeah, I know I owe

Hop out the door, ready for war - yeah, I know I owe

Hop out the door, ready for war - yeah, I know I owe {buck it, buck it}

Livin deep in the shadows, the gullies and gallows, the lake is shallow

Put a halo on them human beings, no demons, no gallie-o!

Hop out the door, ready for war, harmony melody, tellin me fo'

Sellin me fo', smellin me fo', and they don't know that you gon' go

You gonna know, forbidden the fruit of the tree of the diety, tell 'em please

Best watch your back, 18th is in the place to be

Rock with that, dance and pop-lockin all the way to Earth and back

Workin hard up in the yard, praise the Lord and light the match

Spinderella you can scratch, yep, the baby's gonna attack

Little fellas, fellas in prison prayin to Michael's ass

God first, a little pizzazz, Aramaic, we on that

Sarah bakin cakes in the darkness of Glory's sugar shack

One woman in the covenenant, yup yup, legal and regal yeah

Last but not least, duckin the beast and feastin on the mask

Snakes they gonna get swallowed with thoughts, it's sort of like Moses style

Nobody can hold us back, the Promise Land, he showed us that

Hop out the door, ready for war, harmony melody, tellin me fo'

Sellin me fo', smellin me fo', and they don't know that you gon' go

Hop out the door, ready for war, harmony melody, tellin me fo'

Sellin me fo', smellin me fo', and they don't know that you gon' go

Hop out the door, ready for war, harmony melody, tellin me fo' (yeah, I know I owe)

Sellin me fo', smellin me fo', and they don't know that you gon' go (yeah, I know I owe)

Hop out the door, ready for war, harmony melody, tellin me fo' (yeah, I know I owe)

Sellin me fo', smellin me fo', and they don't know that you gon' go (yeah, I know I owe)

[Chorus – repeat to fade]