[Intro: Warcloud]

Yo, what's the deal champs?

Muthafuckas, this is Warcloud

West Coast Wu-Tang Killa Beez, representin' for the underground

For the main spade style is architect tile

Bionic, it's like we done unfinished cathedrals

Item number productions, it's gon' be repercussions

Smack niggas faces



[Chorus 4X: Warcloud]

War, War, Warcloud



[Warcloud]

Aiyo, you get strangled in burgundy velvet ropes

Stained wooden floorboards, sleepin' on the ceiling I murder warlords

Fever dreams, sling bean, gun, lead blow

The jury let me walk, I laughed and spat at patrol

And crushed ya dirty smiles while I was eatin' tiles

And farted out twenty beach balls, bounced down the aisle

The vibes of great film, though my cane is stuffed in the wastebasket

Pop a cucci, sizin' them tits, so they can taste magic

Casket face miraculous, murder you while I'm kneelin'

Where's Warcloud? I heard he sleeps on the ceiling

You move like snails, arsenic and old lakes

House of Frankenstein, slow hand lays down the cold ace

Murder you on 7th Street, merciless Jack Frost

Left bit, cast on, while playin' wit Adam's rib

Still ride a Harley through cop-land, wit Digit

I howl, and shatter the moon, send you a postcard

Chicky-chicky, boom-boom, now they call you broken face

Heard your rib cage healed up and I hope it breaks

Open case, glance two times, while others glare

A ghost wrapped in bandages laughed his way up the stairs



[Chorus 4X]



[Warcloud]

You'll find stepping stones along the way, through the streams

Run silent, run deep, you're now surrounded by misfits

Twelve angry men like angels wit dirty faces

Armed to the truth, you couldn't move many paces

Blood hits