DVSR - Ready For War

VERSE 1

Ready for whatever running through the hell of a motherfucking endeavour levitate and severe anybody killer come and get it
Mother fucker, run and suffer you a sucker up and comer i’m an upper-cutter come and bring the ruckus, suck it
No couldn’t care less special ed’ running out of hair yes, stress bitch
Best from south west check beast through heavy on that tech 9 we the best
Yo fuck a Lex, let em heat up, i’m a flex in Tida
We pump bass in the trunk like the street cuz
Adidas on the track blessed from the feet up
Leave it up to me, i hug enough in the skull where i cluster heat
Bust them beats too much when fluster freaks
I’m a nike dry-fit and a ralphie T fuck the heat yo
Dessert nigga on the run in the island, mosul minded Ima fight for a genocide
Mind over matter got a knife and a 5 shot launcher
Black camouflage in the night
Been shot at sliced but never knocked out cold couldn’t run out of life
Cancer could get me motherfucker I’m a plague in my own right
And if i die tonight its all right

HOOK

Ready for war
Running through the hell of a motherfucking endeavour cause ill be
Ready for war
Ready for the worst, ready for the worst and ill be
Ready for war
Running through the hell of a motherfucking endeavour cause ill be
Ready for war
Ready for the worst, ready for the worst



VERSE 2

Ready for whatever
Stuck inside a simulation borderline overdose from the drugs they gave me got my head up
Straight to the point i would never get fed up
Sworn by the sword that they laid on my head
Blood forms horns they display in a sec
You insect bitch i can’t hear what you said
Check that bitch come again
In the domain of kings we don’t fuck with help
Come test your theories
The myth is real nigga I’m blessed by the helix
Steel DNA and tested I’m fearless
Trailed in a death simulator and i killed it, bitch
Resurrect the realness I came for your whole dam city on the real kid check
I been marked with an ‘X’ the moment i passed through security checks
“we got him running with a shorty through motherfucking lobby grabbing people by the neck its berserk ”
The rap games red alert
See the worst secret weapon in the works submerged in dirt
And re-birthed to hurt every living being on the motherfucking earth none survive rest assured
Cursed by the tracks we murked elite taught and worked
DVSR will bomb first


VERSE 3

Ready for the Worst
Raw backwards get dropped like a suicide jump give me action
In the zone you awake in the ashes
In the trench where i pray for a disaster
Look down the scope and bust off to tag em
Yo them white crosses fill up the pastures
They were briefed on the mission for the capture but the game slipped out their hand so i grabbed it
Lactic acid filled my heart and trashed it, Ima flirt with death until i crack it
Took a vow and engaged the bow, the hood beats syncs now with the faithful crowd
I’m in a hell of a predicament
Climbing over cars with tank banging DMX
Smoking on some cuban cigars with camouflage bayonets
Check, ain't even been discharged yet
Check, examining the way i fillet the skin
Making a maze and separate what encases it
Basically I can’t stop it
Mind stay hostile and toxic
Lock the thought out prepare for the rockets
The war never ended i promise
We’re the product of the fight that you started
We’re the soldiers lost in the marches