Rap Wars
Written by
Justice AllaH, MJ, DirtChile, and Dope E
(J.Craft/A.Fisher/Q.Bolden/J.Baggett)
Music produced by
Murdoq
For
LANDMINE PRO-ductions
Copyright 2007

Verse One
(Justice AllaH)

When the rap wars started / rappers were cold-hearted
All the garbage previously recorded dearly departed
Sorted into assorted sordid morbid compartments
Then reported to the hip-hop anti-defamation department
The god guarded the ark door / when it rained it poured
All pleas for entry were ignored / no frauds aboard
Iron rods and swords / A-K’s and C-4
Made the custody battle a loss in the great divorce
The take over, make over, wake of the fake over
Super-stars that supercede / proceed to super nova
Carefully watch the head of a cobra it might strike
In mike fights Backwoodites took the life of Amorites
With blasts of green lights that stopped the chain hanging
The wheel-spinning, grill-grinning and the wood-graining
Real G’s speak real wisdom that bring the real ending
Defending the children revealing the sevens within them remaining

Brrrr…POW! / That’s the sound of the gat go : Bloui!
There’s a Rap War going on / There’s a Rap War going on (x2)

Verse Two
(MJ)

I’m down for life and I bet you can’t do it like me
Get your pen privileges took trying to fuck with the god jah me
Fakes find they throats rapped in rope that’s how real it be
Replace your piece and chain with a noose for ice grilling me
We Tobying niggas / I’m a make you change your name
That big, lil, thug, dog shit bout to change
Coming in the last days with a sword
You probably heard about me by my alias the lord
Casting judgment on a fraud
Phony ass king-pin types
I’m trying to make the black and white race resemble pinstripes
Picture that / these damn b-boys are in my way
My people like sheep / they easily lead astray
Call me the good Shepard / Messiah of rap
Y’all the reason why my people say they tired of rap
Hear rumors of Rap Wars like messiah is back
I’m changing up the hood like the introduction of crack

Brrrr…POW! / That’s the sound of the gat go: Bloui!
There’s a Rap War going on / There’s a Rap War going on (x2)

Verse Three
(DirtChile)

What ever Happened to rapping / it’s all gun-clapping
Blinging, bragging, pants sagging / video game
Culture car zagging through illegal ends stacking
Everyone’s packing but mostly claiming they Catholic
These stats be so staggering
With these inner city models / like beat street potholes
And gang bang mottos / balling out like they hit the fucking lotto
The rap task force circle around in Monte Carlos
So I'm a pop my collar like Rollo
To warn you niggas about tomorrow
So there won’t be such sorrows / when the underground kings
Make it too hard to swallow
And if you love this game like you say that you do
Re plot your own course nigga! And come anew
Or else there won’t be no more eating for you or your crew
They gained a lot from instances while we remained on benches
Satisfied with the bread rationed out through pensions
You better speak your mind because our rhymes they be lynching

Brrrr…POW! / That’s the sound of the gat go: Bloui!
There’s a Rap War going on / There’s a Rap War going on (x2)

Verse Four
(Dope E)

YO your verbal attack was whack / put it back in your backpack
Your lackadaisical rhyme skills get you killed for real
We deal with the really real / still pack steel
Will get ill until you chill
Try not to change but to fulfill what the gods ordained
So I aim at your jugular veins / sending pain to your mainframe
Where all thoughts are formed in your sub-tower / under your chin
Where I’m done defeated hundreds of men
In the devils den / battle the serpent and win in the first inning
Stick you with the speed that ain’t made by Mennen
Rhymes got substance and clarity
Don’t waste no time trying to battle me / I’m Dope E
Taking notes you better be / in a foxhole
Terrorists full scale attacking ‘em / I’m Dope E with the group C.O.D.
On the streets we bootlegging platinum
It’s the return of the Mack all right
Mack eleven / all devils die and go to hell not seventh heaven (C’mon!)

Brrrr…POW! / That’s the sound of the gat go: Bloui!
There’s a Rap War going on / There’s a Rap War going on (x2)