War (feat. Aitch)

Hold on, hold on, hold on (It's Tekky) (WhYJay)

Ready for war, they wanna battle

If they wanna battle, I'm ready for war (woo)

I come from the struggle, I love all the trouble, I've been here before

I'm done and I'm sick of the talk, with their 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 (I'm ready for war)

I come from the struggle, I love all the trouble, I've been hеre before (yеah)

I'm done and I'm sick of the talk, with their smiling faces, not anymore

Yeah, kick in the door (woop, woop) (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 lettin' 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 eatin' my fruits

And they didn't see the seeds or the bleedin'

Non-believin', underachievin'

See, I remember this time, I was flat on my arse

Mum lost the yard and I'm tryna graft

Studio was my time apart

I'd go bake off back at Muli’s yard

Schemin' how we'd get our mulas up (uh)

Stupidness for a few quid more

Thank God everyday that music bussed

Think I ain't ready? You stupid cunt

If they wanna battle, I'm ready for war (woo)

I come from the struggle, I love all the trouble, I've been here before (been here)

I'm done and I'm sick of the talk, with their 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

I come from the struggle, I love all the trouble, I've been here before (yeah)

I'm done and I'm sick of the talk, with their smiling faces, not anymore

Yeah, kick in the door (woop, woop) (kick in the door)

Been in the gutter, I come from the mud, I can give you a tour

Yo, alright, I got sixteen, fifteen left

Armz Korleone when I lift these reps (whoosh)

Hard to moan when you live this blessed

Bro don't park the chrome, he just rips and press (bah, bah)

Swipe and go, I spend quids on creps

Multiply my dough when I flip this cheque

All I write 'bout's tits and sex

I'm surprised I ain't had no pickneys yet (ah)

Nah, I lied, these man are my youts

Spit a line and fire up man in the booth

Bring the ride out, stand on the roof

Man tried but you just can't battle the truth (no way)

So my guys still savage a yute

It's not a music vid, they ain't plannin' a shoot (yeah)

If it happens, it happens, it's true, but (woah)

If they wanna battle, I'm ready for war (woo)

I come from the struggle, I love all the trouble, I've been here before (been here)

I'm done and I'm sick of the talk, with their 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

I come from the struggle, I love all the trouble, I've been here before (yeah)

I'm done and I'm sick of the talk, with their smiling faces, not anymore

Yeah, kick in the door (woop, woop) (kick in the door)

Been in the gutter, I come from the mud, I can give you a tour

Ready for war, ready for war