[Intro]
Yeah! yeah! Right back niccas huh?!
Yeah that bounce we need, ya know

Marcy where we at huh? Right here
Let me hear some new %#@!, yeah ^!$$%z
Just Blaze you a muh$#&@er wit these beats boy

Let me hold it down though, yo

[Verse]

Let the hood know, that Bleek ain't changed
Anywhere in the world, I don't tuck the chain
And I walk like, yeah I need the 'cane/caine

But dawg that's the shotty, trust me I ain't playing
War, I'm ready for it to go there
Anybody that know me know I love when it go there

Dawg, and yeah that's wassup
Four dimes, all mine ^!$$% that's wassup
Yeah, wifey wanna curse me out

You won't get me cause the chain's like it's workin out
But E's - still wit the Roc-A-Fella gang hoe
Whole crew got cheese like mozzarella mayne

Top come off, top stay on, whatever
Got rid of the five I don't like the leathers ^!$$%s!
Six is better, more room and there's more wood to cover my interior


[Chorus - repeat 2x]
This is war! Enough of them words we wan't war!

You throw a couple of shots, we throw more!
You gettin that money, we got more!
We got more ^!$$%, this is war!


[Verse]
I warned her, man should not fear man

If you violate man then you die by hand
And it should be fine, behanded that man
That man I am and you don't understand

But I hear the talking like "Bleek where you been?"
It's unfortunate I'm in beef again huh
^!$$%z is rappin and clappin I'm still laughin

Sat back in my hood and tried to live average
But - you still want me to bang at em
Stack lil paper, send a lil gang at em

But I see you wanna stop my chill
Trips to oddy earth, meetings wit McNeil
Or - round table meeting wit Hov

You want me in the hood still over that stove
^!$$%, I got soldiers in Droves
It ain't nothing to a boss we'll go in your clothes ^!$$%


[Chorus]


[Verse]
This is - not for children, not for lames
Only for real ^!$$%z that can feel what I'm saying

If it's - too blatant then it's not for you
You do a hit, throw up later, it's not for you
So - just quit you (*##$, making me sick

You never pimped you only friendly wit chicks and
I've been away for a minute
Jay beat up the drum now they whinin like women

I'm right back nicca, where you at nicca?
Keep the mac ^!$$%, spit it like that ^!$$%
And I tried to chill, even though

I got to spit everyday like I ain't signed a deal ^!$$%!
Mama's still in the hood, work steel in defense
I got a flow like I'm still on the bench ^!$$%

Got a delivery like Sunday's paper
I lay that down and I get that paper ^!$$%!


[Chorus]