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WAR FT.LIL WAYNE (dirty)

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Hardcore Rap

WAR FT.LIL WAYNE (dirty) was released on June 1, 2025 by PCO Entertainment as a part of the album RawDizzy Throwbacks (dirty)

Song Details

AlbumRawDizzy Throwbacks (dirty)

Release DateJune 1, 2025

LabelPCO Entertainment

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM83

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Raw Dizzy

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Raw Dizzy

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Raw Dizzy

Producer

Lyrics

(S-S-S-S-Stevie Drummer on the beat)

I'm your masters of war

Here to build the big guns

Here to build the death planes

Here to build all the bombs (bombs, bombs, bombs)

War, I'm talkin' bodies on the lawn in front of your moms

Pull up with the shotty in my palm, this is war

Desert storm on the city streets

Let it be known, if it's beef, I'm ready to go to (war)

Bring the choppers and the (big guns)

It's (war), M-16s and M1s

It's (war), I hope you **** ain't scared

I'm fully prepared to leave the scene red

Oh yeah, I'm 'bout (war), load the guns up

This **** keep talkin' shit

We gon' have to teach him how to keep his tongue tucked (war)

'Cause them chopper bullets swing like some nunchucks

I can get that ass merc'd just for one buck (war)

2Pac said, "Never war unless your money up"

So I'ma bring it to these mothafuckas like the government (war)

Call me George W., I bring the ARs

It's a straight war, you **** can play hard (war)

You gon' get your face scarred, better make sure

That you're wearin' your deodorant, ****, I mean your safeguard (war)

'Cause I'ma leave you on your back, face up to face God

With your body stiff hard in the graveyard (war)

I'm Adolf, I got soldiers that'll spray y'alls

**** in your eyes with the K, now you're Ray Charles (war)

And I don't like promotin' violence to the children

But some **** is not gonna stop until you kill 'em (war)

Dead bodies on the lawn in front of your moms

Full up with the shotty in my bar, Mrs. (war)

Desert Storm on the city streets

Let it be known, if it's beef, I'm ready to go to (war)

Bring the choppers and the (vegan) it's (war)

M-16s and M1s, it's (war)

I hope you **** ain't scared

I'm fully prepared to leave the scene red, oh yeah, I'm 'bout (war)

Young Money is a army

Just call me New Clear Wayne, I've been barmin'

Burn your house down, house warmin'

Shit on these ****, like shawomans

Yeah, black guns and black garments (black guns)

My **** is nuts and I'm Almond

Clips long like computer installments

Fuck around, make a **** hit the force quick (war)

Y'all **** talkin' hard shit

But ain't none of y'all comin' like soft dick

No homo, you **** should get off dick

And we smokin' more purple horns than a sergeant

War baby, I was born in the dorm, bitch

I spit hot hurricanes, desert storm shit

And even though I'm flawless

My **** Dizzy is the rawest (belie that) (war)

Dead bodies on the lawn in front of your moms

Pull up with the shotty in my palm, this is (war)

Desert storm on the city streets

Let it be known, if it's beef, I'm ready to go to (war)

Bring the choppers and the (vegan) it's (war)

M-16s and M1s it's (war)

I hope you **** ain't scared

I'm fully prepared to leave the scene red

Oh yeah, I'm 'bout (look)

Look, I'm talkin' Saudi or Arabia

Body parts separated, found far away from ya

Hole in your cranium as wide as a stadium (shit)

Blow a **** up, leave him full of titanium

Better watch your mouth, what you sayin' can endanger ya

'Cause I'm a dog on these streets like a mangy mutt

But I don't even gotta do it myself though

I send the goons and I don't mean barkers and dinero (war)

I bet it look like Contra in the ghetto

Like I bought a Kiss album 'cause I palm heavy metal (war)

And all they gonna need is a arm and a shovel (shit)

And I'm hopin' that your mom's got insurance for the burial

Internal debt a lil' somethin' like the revenue

Sayin' what you're gonna do is somethin' you should never do

I'm tellin' you to call a coroner

I'm on the battlefield and I'm a motherfuckin' warrior

**** (war)

Dead bodies on the lawn in front of your moms

I'm with the shottie and my bomb, this is (war)

Desert storm on the city streets

Let it be known if it's beef, I'm ready to go to (war)

Bring the choppers and the (big guns)

It's (war)

M-16s and M1s, it's (war)

I hope you **** ain't scared

I'm fully prepared to leave the scene red

Oh yeah, I'm 'bout (war)

Written by: Raw Dizzy

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