War Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]Hold on, hold on, hold on
(it's Tekky) (WhyJay)
[Dm]Ready for [E]war,
[Am]they[Dm] wann[Am]a battle[Dm]

[Verse 2]
[E]If they wanna battle,
I'm ready for [Am]war (woo)
I come from the struggle and love all the trouble,
I've been here be[Dm]fore
I'm done and I'm sick [E]of the talk,
with their smiling faces, not any[Am]more (woo)
Yeah, kick in the [Dm]door (kick in the door)
[Am]Been in the gut [Dm]ter, I come from the mud,
I can give you a [E]tour
If they wanna battle,
I'm ready for [Am]war (I'm ready for war)
I come from the struggle and love all the trouble,
I've been here be[Dm]fore (yeah)
I'm done and I'm sick [E]of the talk,
with their smilin' faces, not any[Am]more
Yeah, kick in the [Dm]door (woop,
[Am]woop) (kick in the door)
Been in the [Dm]gut ter, I come from the mud,
I can give you a [E]tour

[Verse 3]
If they wanna battle, I'm lettin' it [Am]loose
I've been the bigger man, they
didn't give a damn
And I don't wanna call a
[Dm]truce (no way)
And they don't wanna hear the [E]truth
They think it was luck that got me
[Am]in the booth (ha)
'Cause I'm up,
and I'm eatin' my fruits
[Dm]An d they didn't s[Am]ee
the seeds or the bleedin'
Non- believ[Dm]in', underachievin'
See, I remem[E]ber this time,
I was flat on my [Am]arse
Mum lost the yard and I'm tryna graft
[Dm]Studio was my time apart
I'd go bake off back [E]at
Muli's yard
Schemin' how we'd [Am]get our
mulas up (uh)
Stupidness for a few quid [Dm]more
Thank God every[Am]day
that [Dm]music bussed
Think I ain't ready? You stupid cunt
If [E]they wanna battle, I'm ready for

[Verse 4]
[Am]
war (woo)
I come from the struggle and love all the trouble,
I've been here be[Dm]fore (been here)
I'm done and I'm sick [E]of the talk,
with their smilin' faces, not any[Am]more (woo)
Yeah, kick in the [Dm]door
(kick in the [Am]door)
Been in the [Dm]gut ter, I come from the mud,
I can give you a [E]tour
If they wanna battle, I'm ready for [Am]war
I come from the struggle and love all the trouble,
I've been here be[Dm]fore (yeah)
I'm done and I'm sick [E]of the talk,
with their smiling faces, not any[Am]more
Yeah,
kick in the door (woop, woop) (kick in the door)
Been in the [Dm]gut ter, I come from the mud,
I can give [E]you a tour

[Verse 5]
Yo, [Am]alright, I got sixteen,
fifteen left
Armz Korleone when I lift
these [Dm]reps (whoosh)
Hard to moan when you live this blessed
Bro [E]don't park the chrome,
he just rips and press (bah, bah)
Swipe [Am]an d go,
I spend quids on creps
Multiply my [Bb]dough when I [Am]flip this cheque
[Dm]All I write 'bout's tits and sex
I'm sur[E]prised I ain't had
no [Am]pickneys yet (ah)
Nah, I lied, these man are my yutes
Spit a line and fire up man in the booth
[Dm]Bring the ride out, stand on the roof
Man [E]tried but you just can't
battle the [Am]truth (no way)
So my guys still savage a yute
It's not [Dm]a music vid,
they [Am]ain't plannin' [Dm]a shoot (yeah)
If it happens, it happens,
it's true, [E]but- (woah)

[Verse 6]
If they wanna battle, I'm ready [Am]for
war (woo)
I come from the struggle and love all the trouble,
I've been here be[Dm]fore (been here)
I'm done and I'm sick [E]of the talk,
with their smilin' faces, not any[Am]more (woo)
Yeah, kick in the door
(kick in the door)
Been in the [Dm]gut ter, I come from the mud,
I can give you a tour
[E]If they wanna battle, I'm ready for war[Am]
I come from the struggle and love all the trouble,
I've been here be[Dm]fore (yeah)
I'm done and I'm sick [E]of the talk,
with their smiling faces, not any[Am]more
Yeah,
kick in the door (woop, woop) (kick in the door)
Been in the [Dm]gut ter, I come from the mud,
I can give [E]you a tour
Ready for war,

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ready for war
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