War We're under attack. Nothin's over. Just startin' to be worst, and worst. You're not feelin' my pain, and yeah I am insanee! More and more of us fell down to the ground. They can't catch up with my beat. So what shoud I do go back and get 'em. Yeah, and like I'm the one who's not doin' nothin'. But, man I'm fightin' and fightin' against this city, against these people thath almost buried me alive. And I'm still listening to beat, and I wrote on it. What really means: I'm still in the game, don't forget my name, I still got good aim. And I don't use wepons I only use words, 'cause I can kill y'all without the fuckin' BLOODY 9 thath's my style and I like it! And I like it! Yeah! The power of words! I like 'em. And I like it! Yeah! And I like 'em! I'm still the rule. Nobody's perfect- of 'course playa'. You really wanna go out and get layd. Relly clever, do you wanna see your wife ever again? Well your choise, but out there youre doin' a lotta noise. Think you won't get layd? Try yourself, Ran away with girls, or just keep the adattude. But the war's not over for me.