Ares
War war war warI want to declare a warMy fist breaks your porcelain noseThere are other things that hands can doTo create or to destroy, mini gods and goddessesFirst person singularSet it set it set it off
War war war warKeep the past the future is oursMan made natural disasterBlocking out all of the sunSupermen and mitsi turboSpeed agility super strengthWipe the blood of those knucklesSpark it give me two's on that
War war war warI want to declare a warTrue say blud that when we rideWe don't stop for nobodyThe Africans and the BengalisHe knows all the rude boysReebok Nike Adidas Puma"Rer rer rer, this shit is long"It's all getting, quite highly chargedGet out the way, or get fucked up
We dance to the sound of sirensWe dance to the sound
And to think, that these handsCould work wonders, with their touchListening, to dead singers, in your roomIn 98
We dance to the sound of sirensWe dance to the sound