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Take 'em To War Lyrics - H.f.m.2 (hunger For More 2) - Lloyd Banks

LLOYD BANKS: 

 

ugh. bury me wit my enemies dead and gone they gonna remeber me 

weather me in the dirt nigga, power hold its own power in the P's 

money bring fleas and crack put palm queens on knees genetics like the 

jeans on feens.DIRTY im 730 and i feed off queens EARLY i drive bentleys 

and i speed off scenes pearly necklace all over ya ex ya wife ya girley 

life flys that'll push you to the limit 

fuck just gettn by thats no way to live it 

wat the fuck do you take me for? try to take something youll be layin on the floor 

? comrade breathin in before i lose a nigga everytime im leavin on a tour 

ayo only respect war bullets squeezin out the four 

heavens door gotta be better than 

anything we seen before. 

 

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Fuck talkin lets take em to war, drama after drama see them layin 

 

on the floor.what the fuck do you take me for? eye for an eye time to even out the score 

id rather be not here than hungry. I'm sick when I'm not near my money they want me to lose but imma win 

i made it there before and imma make it there again. 

 

Ugh bullshit kept to a minimum come at me on sublimenal imma retaliate strait 

you need a M mack miracle its a don bomb lyrical somethin chemical hungry enough 

to strait plates a sure shotter im raw sour the morgue hours the whores crowd us for 24 hours 

you know cowards, fightin em is one of my superpower, stupid dollas, swagga and the coupe is stylin' 

used to violence, old beef, new medallions youve been drownin, im flyin en route to islands 

G-unit soldier on the frontline of the new battallion the cars German the paints Black, the shoes Italian 

i dont cuddle or kiss french, shorty you wilinn... no need for a stylist im already stylin 

Profilin, jealousy n crime tellin keep the neighbor hood on edge aint no body smiling 

 

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Fuck talkin lets take em to war, drama after drama see them layin 

on the floor.what the fuck do you take me for? eye for an eye time to even out the score 

id rather be not here than hungry. I'm sick when I'm not near my money they want me to lose but imma win 

i made it there before and imma make it there again. 

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