War war war war I want to declare a war My fist breaks your porcelain nose There are other things that hands can do To create or to destroy, mini gods and goddesses First person singular Set it set it set it off
War war war war Keep the past the future is ours Man made natural disaster Blocking out all of the sun Supermen and mitsi turbo Speed agility super strength Wipe the blood of those knuckles Spark it give me two's on that
War war war war I want to declare a war True say blud that when we ride We don't stop for nobody The Africans and the Bengalis He knows all the rude boys Reebok Nike Adidas Puma "Rer rer rer, this shit is long" It's all getting, quite highly charged Get out the way, or get fucked up
We dance to the sound of sirens We dance to the sound
And to think, that these hands Could work wonders, with their touch Listening, to dead singers, in your room In 98
We dance to the sound of sirens We dance to the sound
