Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jamal Rashon
Background Vocals
Rina
Background Vocals
Athena
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamal Rashon LaChapelle
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jamal Rashon LaChapelle
Engineer
Lyrics
I'm bout to start a war
The Art of War, I'm bout to start a war
I'm bout to start a war
The Art of War, I'm bout to start a war
I'm bout to start a war
The Art of War, I'm bout to start a war
Yea, yea, load up the Draco wit ammo, camo fatigue in the ghetto
On a pedal bike loaded wit pharmaceuticals I peddle
Black on black ain't a scandal, we genocidal, dismantle
We put the bodies in the back of black on black Tahoe
Scot free like Karmelo, demeanor mellow, good fellow
Hollows make you bellow soprano, shot in the hood, hello
Mob ties like Sopranos, yea, we like the goodfellas
**** ignorant as ever, like we wish you would tell us
Get in the gut of your Bella Donna, give her wood better
Poison ya partner wit belladonna, make it look better
Open or closed casket or just be missing in action
Body chopped into fractions just for the satisfaction
Bloodhounds for extraction, can't wait to see the reaction
From CSI homicide, they think they gaining traction
On both sides like Dexter, it gives me an erection
Hard work to form work of art, see as an abstraction
The art of war, I take ya girl and make her pussy sore
These are tough times for her, I make it harder for her
I'm savage, I salvage lil momma, we swappin saliva
She carry llama in pajamas, yea she a rider
While I'm deep inside her mind and body, spirit seem calmer
No disrespect, no regrets like I've never seen karma
Drama king, the K will slay em like filet mignon
That type of shit I'm on, yea you don't wanna be hatin on
Dead and gone, sad song, they lookin at me mad wrong
Dragon fire scorch the earth while they lag on
Bashful, I work in the shadows just like a night owl
Pipe down, I put em to sleep so they aight now
Quiet sounds from the silencer is like a signature
Hypnotic melodic lullaby meaning like a scripture
Picture perfect image, imagination is sinister
Captivating confessional from pope to minister
Saboteur, I'm a connoisseur of the art of war
My repertoire, I make chess moves like connect four
Open doors like SWAT, fuck I need to knock for
Carve a path like a bulldozer when I start a war
You can't make lemonade out of lemons when shit ain't sweet
So hold the heat to ya temple if shit ain't better next week
If you feeling weak and wanna put your mind and body to sleep
Feeling like a sheep in wolves den, you in deep
Breathing deep, feelin like walls and ceilings is closin in
Free of sin but Satan still waitin because you showed ya hand
Understand, you showed the bitch in you so you a lesser man
Guess you had to find out the hard way to learn your lesson fam
Listen man, I hope you listenin to angels whisperin
No whimperin, suck it up, wipe your tears while you finishin
Your final moments diminishin, get ya last vision
Eyes wide open, now you focused on your transition
Hi, come on along and try to follow my voice
Try to rejoice or not, it's your choice
Watch your step down the stairway, it's pretty scary
Or just slide down the fire pole into solitary
Yea, I know it feels hotter than the Fourth of July
For heaven's sake, do me a favor, don't ask me why
Now when you make it to the bottom, go to Hell's Kitchen
And make yourself at home or it feel like you in prison
Awe hell yea, we got another one
Pop a bottle, celebrate, we gone have some fun
You a little late, you must've took the scenic route
Tough crowd, it get loud, I'll have to see you out
Put you in a hellcat driven by hell boy
Hell on wheels through hell or high water lookin like Elroy
Jetson hoverboard just to finish the tour
Look like you like the allure, I know that's for sure
Don't mind the ambiance, candles are overrated
Firewalls are in the halls to keep illuminated
Gone be a hell of a summer cause you a hot number
Used to be a smart aleck now you lookin real dumber
You know your sentence is eternity
Unless you make it out someday through her maternity
And if you do, hope you remember me
It'll feel like a hell of a dream or just a memory
Avoid misery
Focus on your future not history after your delivery
Awwww, you're such a cutie
Got angels watchin over you, it's a call of duty
Aww baby, you're just a beauty
Ohhh, looks like you gettin moody
Shhhhhhhh, try to get some sleep
Please, I don't wanna see you weep
Baby, there there now
Written by: Jamal Rashon LaChapelle