Lyrics:

(feat. Jumpsteady) You wanna party at the club? (There's a war going on out there) You wanna roll around on dubs? (Smell the anthrax in the air) You wanna hate it all, no love? (Full-fueled flight on US Air) Just wait and watch out for the scuds (Nine-eleven, I was there) Hut, two, three, four - No War! Hut, two, three, four - No War! Hut, two, three, four - No War! Hut, two, three, four - No War! This boy is not a soldier Somebody should'a told ya I'm striking like a cobra The rap game now is over I shot up homeboy's Rover With fifty shots to fold you You screamin for Yejova You wish your momma hold you Just wanna be a roller, money like Tommy Matola From slanging yoca cola, started off by moving boulders The world is getting colder, shake them haters off my shoulders I say I'm 730 - they tell me I'm bi-polar You go tell Uncle Sam 'No war in Afghanistan' Or Iraq, or Iran, many people dying man Shots go off in Bethleham Even in Jerusalem Christians killing Mus-a-lims Tell me what you doing man? You wanna party at the club? (There's a war going on out there) You wanna roll around on dubs? (Smell the anthrax in the air) You wanna hate it all, no love? (Full-fueled flight on US Air) Just wait and watch out for the scuds (Nine-eleven, I was there) Hut, two, three, four - No War! Hut, two, three, four - No War! Hut, two, three, four - No War! Hut, two, three, four - No War! We caught up in the struggle Sit back watch the water bubble Lock us up for drugs you smuggle Detroit hustlers paying double Now the whole country's in trouble Gas prices sky high People scared to

 

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