War Video (MV)

This is MF DOOM here to warn you warriors of impending doom
Scott Travis Fitzgerald the F-ing highest in the room
Hired assassins was required for my heirloom
As I assume pulp position preaching on this dire tune
I hear the mothers voices in my head, crowd making noise
They' killing black baby boys from Lasgidi to Illinois
Rise up, African nations when we gon' wise up
Like China did get the respect Asians were deprived of
In the abyss I exist, my absence did require space
Celebrate my blackness, like chicken lyrics marinate
Rains, it pours
It rains, it pours
Lead showers, radioactive flowers, waiting for the war
We' at War
We' at War
We' at War
We' at War
I'm just a black terrestrial with the Afro, curled up in a danfo
The steady rock, support the mainstream with underground flow
The culture they tried to cancel
You better stand for something, well you could take a knee but, when you do, just never cap though
And when I pass away, hopefully up to the pearly gates
Teach the streets my ideologies, that's how you celebrate
That's how you keep the pace, they embellished the New Testament
Abolished the truth and buried the proof that it was swept away
So how you dey? How they raided great empires of Benin
Built the Empire State on the back of slaves and other things
We all been kings
Rocking Audemars, purchasing all the blings
Rocking rings, Rocky in the rings but, they' still pulling strings, it's war
Nuclear holocaust, by any cost they want the war
Trump is trying to aim at North Korea, leads to war
Corona viruses and all the biases, it's war
They wanna see humanity destroyed, we' at
War up in the higher place, repping for entire states
I don't buy stakes, I buy estates then I buy the states
Moving with the guarded case, fame be the biased win
Even when the niggas talking, all I do is grab the K
Crept in like levitate, senses is Reggie Noble
The eyes be red man, Forces, Air Max, still remain humble
Dimeji, I came from the bottom where the emcees crawling out
Every home in the slum, niggas is running out
When you see me, beri niggas
When I pass, I bury niggas
Government would bury niggas
They don't want niggas to win
We' at war with the ARs, A&Rs, music is changing
Get the cash with a Range, do it again, remain binging