War Machine Gimme that thing and feed your war Push your foot to the floor Don't need no more You've been peeking all around While they're messing about Better get your name, come on in Make a stand, show your hand Call in the high command

Niggas around me go commando, yeah Ballin' two hoes in a Lambo, yeah Paint on the face like Rambo, yeah Tell me a place that I can't go, yeah Bitch tell your friend step it up Ain't no raw, bitch, we gon' wrap it up Pole game, tryna run it up Lock safe

I will give you life You'll serve only me And my will to kill You will kill for me All that I desire All that I command You are here for me I'm your master My creation

It’s the Ten Duel Commandments One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine The challenge, demand satisfaction If they apologize, no need for further action If they don’t, grab a friend, that’s your second Your lieutenant when there’s reckoning

All my niggas turn to Rambo or commando We the first ones that came up with the bando Talking ‘bout you got the Act but what they goin’ for I’m bout to start extorting niggas for that Migo flow We the ones that really came in with the kicking doors Same

This is a war you cannot win No, hell no your demands said We are standing here waiting you'll listen to reason We are standing he waiting And you're going to listen Won't follow commands I won't meet I am not yours to rule I won't be your fool cause