I don't need to look
To know you're deep into your stare
Coming at us hard
But I don't really even care
You think that I'm 'gon listen
While you run your little mouth
We gone, we gone, we gone
This means war
I don't need to bark
About the things that I could do
I let the numbers talk
And leave the losing up to you
You're a runner I'm a fighter
And I swing ahead of moves
You gone, you gone, you gone
This means war, it's on
If it looks/begs/sounds like one
And it walks/moves/hates like one
Well probably is
If it talks/throws/runs like one
If it folds/cracks/breaks like one
Well it probably is
It most likely is
It probably, could be, would be
Maybe you shouldn't be
Playing around with this
As soon as you cross the line
Then we're coming after you
I wonder if you know
That you will definitely lose
We're throwing first and leaving all the
Questions for your crew
We gone, we gone, we gone
This means war, I know
Yeah
When it comes to fear
Some will disappear
They'll make a scene
And blame it on the world
But I won't go
When it's time to roll
We stand tall
Our fight ends when
The rest have dropped
And kneeled
When all of this is over
You will see me smiling bright
Celebrate the fact
That all my boys are still alright
We'll leave you with your tears
And all your little flags of white
We gone, we gone, we gone