War Lyrics by ArrDee & Aitch
Hold on. hold on, hold on
(It’s Tekky)
(Whyjay)
Ready for war if they wanna battle
If they wanna battle, I’m ready for war (Woo!)
I come from the struggle and love all the trouble, I been here before
I’m done, and I’m sick of the talk or the smiling faces, not anymore
Yeah, kick in the door (Kick in the door)
Been in the gutter, I come from the mud, I can give you a tour
If they wanna battle, I’m ready for war (Ready for war)
I come from the struggle and love all the trouble, I been here before (Eeyeah!)
I’m done, and I’m sick of the talk or the smiling faces, not anymore (Ah-ah!)
Yeah, kick in the door (Woo! Woo!)
Been in the gutter, I come from the mud, I can give you a tour
If they wanna battle, I’m letting it loose
I’ve been the bigger man, they didn’t give a damn and I don’t wanna call a truce (No way)
And they don’t wanna hear the truth, they think it was luck that got me in the booth (Ha!)
‘Cause I’m up and I’m eating my fruits and they didn’t see the seeds or the bleeding
Non-believing, underachieving
See, I remember this time I was flat on my arse
Mum lost her yard and I’m tryna graft
Studio was my time apart
I’d go bake off back at Moolie’s yard
Scheming how we’d get our moolahs up
Stupidness for a few quid more
I thank God every day that music buss
Think I ain’t ready, you stupid cunt?
If they wanna battle, I’m ready for war (Woo!)
I come from the struggle and love all the trouble, I been here before (Been here)
I’m done, and I’m sick of the talk or the smiling faces, not anymore (Woo!)
Yeah, kick in the door (Kick in the door)
Been in the gutter, I come from the mud, I can give you a tour
If they wanna battle, I’m ready for war (Grrrrah!))
I come from the struggle and love all the trouble, I been here before (Eeyeah!)
I’m done, and I’m sick of the talk or the smiling faces, not anymore (Ah-ah!)
Yeah, kick in the door (Woo! Woo!)
Been in the gutter, I come from the mud, I can give you a tour
Yo, alright, I got sixteen, fifteen left
Arms too long when I lift these reps (Whoosh)
Hard to moan when you live this blessed
Bro don’t park the chrome, he just grips and press
Swipe and go, I spend quids on creps
Multiply my dough when I flip this cheque
All I write ’bout is tits and sex
I’m surprised I ain’t had no pickneys yet
Now I like these man, they’re my yutes
Better line and fire up man in the booth
Bring the ride out, stand on the roof
Man try, but you just can’t battle the truth (No way)
Some my guys still savage a yute
It’s no a music vid, they ain’t planning a shoot (Eeyeah!)
If it happens, it happens, it’s true, but (Whoa!)
If they wanna battle, I’m ready for war (Woo!)
I come from the struggle and love all the trouble, I been here before (Been here)
I’m done, and I’m sick of the talk or the smiling faces, not anymore
Yeah, kick in the door (Kick in the door)
Been in the gutter, I come from the mud, I can give you a tour
If they wanna battle, I’m ready for war (Grrrrah!))
I come from the struggle and love all the trouble, I been here before (Eeyeah!)
I’m done, and I’m sick of the talk or the smiling faces, not anymore (Ah-ah!)
Yeah, kick in the door (Woo! Woo!)
Been in the gutter, I come from the mud, I can give you a tour
Ready for war, ready for war