Letra de War

[Intro]
Fuck that, they don't really want war (echo)
They don't really want war (echo)
Fuck that, they don't really want war (echo)
[Verse 1]
Uh (they don't really want war) (echo)
Huh. Uh, this ain't what you wanna to do
'07 Mavericks, the way that we run and shoot
I'm a cocaine cowboy, everything but the boots
Nowadays niggas want everything but truth
Copped the whip, come, keep everything but the roof, um
John Kennedy in me I got the juice
Fake Lee Oswald's thinkin' they John Booth
Pull the trigger, I'm already a legend so what's the use?
We don't ever hear what you sayin', we want some proof
When we come around Scoop Care won't lead us though
Tag teamin' bitches like brash on verrue
You came to drop ours
We came here to drop yous
[Hook]
Yeah (echo)
Fuck that, they don't really want war
They don't really want war
Fuck that, they don't really want war
They don't really want war (echo)
Fuck that, they don't really want war
Bring it to yuh front door, yeah fuck
Fuck that, they don't really want war (echo)
Bring it to yuh front door, yeah f-
Ay fuck that, they don't really want war
We don't tough talk, bring it to your front door
Yeah, fuck that, they don't really want war
I'm down to ride (echo)
We can ride on 'em
Fuck that, they don't really want war
We don't tough talk, bring it to your front door
Yeah, fuck that, they don't really want war
I'm down to ride, if you wanna ride, we can ride 'em
[Verse 2]
Blood stains gettin' mistaken with sangria
Long nights, young broke hearts and shed tears
Always told myself we'd last for said years
Life's weird, just look around, we're still here
Say something. Don't give me that damn look
Why you playin' games? Let's kick it like Sam Cooke
Imma... do my thing. I'm ravin' like Clarence Brooks
Papa Doc haters still hangin' at Cranbrook
Oh, good lord, that's a private school
Never switch up on my team. I won't survive the move
I done came a long way. I got a lot to lose
I keep the M's on my mind like I'm Majin Buu
Shit I like Vegeta better when he Majin too
Part good, part evil. Only ride with goons
Hair swingin' like uh new black Mötley Crüe
Drunk as fuck, stage divin' at the House of Blues
[Hook]
Yeah, fuck that, they don't really want war
They don't really want war
Fuck that, they don't really want war
They don't really want war (echo)
Fuck that, they don't really want war (echo)
Bring it to yuh front door, yeah fuck
Fuck that, they don't really want war (echo)
Bring it to yuh front door, yeah f-
Ay fuck that, they don't really want war
We don't tough talk, bring it to your front door
Yeah, fuck that, they don't really want war
I'm down to ride (echo)
We can ride on 'em
Fuck that, they don't really want war
We don't tough talk, bring it to your front door
Yeah, fuck that, they don't really want war
I'm down to ride, if you wanna ride, we can ride 'em