Books of War Lyrics
Wake up get a whiff of the flowers
It got me faded out of my mind, sniffing the powder
Twisting the sour, you can never pop my raft if you make me drop my craft
I'll remember the hours, this is sickness and showers
It's been raining diseases and I ask no one to be sane in my nieces
At least I think so, this is the type of shit you drink, yo
Fanbase screaming made me got writing my angst, yo
The ale got me smack like the pencils in the classroom
When it blew like mentos in coke
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I'm broke, but I rap like Sandros
The fans too killing every mic we hand you
Might be a [?] go hard as bamboozle
