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John Forte`

God is Love, God is War

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[Forte` - Spoken Words]Recently, I was compelled to tell the tale of two menNot long ago, in a club in the dead of winterThey`d come into conflict, over mistaken identitiesBrought forth, by the pursuit of a womanShe ultimately became the scapegoat for an ego-maniacal environmentThere are two sides to every coin, as well as every storyBalance, is a way of life...Be it for better, or worse....[Forte` - Chorus]Right, LeftNorth, SouthTwo sides balance outBlack, WhiteEither orGod Is Love, God Is WarRight, LeftNorth, SouthTwo sides balance outBlack,WhiteEither orGod Is Love, God Is War![Forte` - 1st Verse]In peace, live by the swordGod Is love, God Is WarMost cats out on the streets don`t know what they`re fighting forBuckwild, despite the lawAnd nobody like to runHit holders with shoulder chips up in the clubYo, that`s the wrong man moneyand you rubbed his bitchAnd that man make money, have you seen his clique?Every member flying iron and their knights with itYou feeling pressure, like a black where only whites can sitWell you ain`t want a situation , but you`ve got one here...You don`t want to see the bin, you`ve been out on year...How you trying to play it off up in this club if you dare toYou walk beside the mix, and your mens ain`t near youYou want to holler names, knowing well that they won`t hear youAnd this nigga here really got to learn to fear youYou`re feeling your conceal knowing that you`ve got to tear throughIn their room,holding onto life like an heirloom![Forte` - Chorus 2x][Forte` - 2nd Verse]Hey yo my back is on the wallAnd I pray that god bless youI`m running out of patience, and you`re blatant disrespectfulMy crew never played, we was babies getting paidSpots locked from Coney Island to the Brooklyn PromenadeTook lives and stealing I.V.`s, very few niggas like meThe Devil in your midst, and what you don`t know could hurt youMy squad terrorize everything outside their circleShit! These mens are worse, and they all is thirstBut it`s more than just the woman, my respect comes firstMan I, burst buffoons when I curse with coonsIf you survive, may your Mother come and nurse your woundsOnly to, catch it againRule one, no friendsThis club shit`ll make you carelessMy burners leave you airless (Yeah)Seconds away from your last day (from your last day, seconds awayeveryday, all day)[Forte` Chorus - 2x][Forte` - 3rd Verse]Well, like my pops said, "you play, you gotta pay"(True-true)I dig your sham, but my man`s on the real (But who you?)My sons put me on, and I heard of the nameBut you got 1 second left, out of 5 for fameThough outnumbered, I want itYou the hunter, getting huntedBy a younger predator, if you want itAnd son if it come down to the wire, and my mens ain`t `roundwe gonna do what we gotta, `cause I can`t back downIt`s too late now, expect you, when your man throughA little verbal attitude, and I found that rudeNow what to do? I know your crew, and each one got stripesBut I`m young see, and one thing you not -- Hungry!It`s either or, in the game from the doorLets see who`ll be the first to find the floor! (That all!)[Forte` Chorus - 4x]

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