By day I'm one thing
by night another
but when the time comes
I can count on my brother
my number one homie
from across the way
to hook me up for real
any time a day
I'm like superman
and he's bizarro
Little did you know
we're the tag team of tomorrow
Unorthodox at times
But we do what we do
We kick ass, face back lash
Without the help of a crew
Just me an mickey
Sickly dealing with these lames
By the end of this song,
you'll remember the name
No more foes, stepping out against the team
I was told to stand up
And fight for what I dream
So I do what I do
My skills, they overwhelm
And when I bust this bitch
I will tip it from the helm
You can't stand up and face the day
When evil will collapse and I stand to say
Fuck all you hatin motherfuckers
Who try to oppress my game
When I rise up from the ashes
I will destroy all you lames
I'm not just a face, I'm the name
It's still the same
Warren Peace, get a piece
Can't be unfurled
And I don't give a fuck
I'm not from this world
I step up to the scene
Mean green and I'm hulkin out
Fuckin with my team
Will make me fiend
and get my bulkin out
Attack of the fifty foot
Scripter with a note book
Tripping on this shit
Don't mean shit
Because I don't care to look
Ahead in my own story
Cuz I know how it ends
I'm dead or I'm lost
Either way, I won't bend
When I approched Napalm
In hopes of collaboration
He said fuck yeah
We broke out
And shit just ain't the same
credits
from War Peace and Napalm,
released August 29, 2012
Instrumental by VTZ
Words and rhymes by Warren Peace
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