Merchant of War

Warrior's Lament: Unveiling the Depths of Struggle
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Lyrics

Why you cuddle it a hard I sleep with the four

Expressing readiness for action with a firearm, sleeping with a gun.

Official pistol gang, we be the reapers of war

Identifying as part of an official pistol gang, claiming a role as warriors in war.

It doesn't mean that you're welcome, 'cause you're kicking the door

Warning that entering forcefully doesn't imply a welcome, questioning the purpose.

I'm the boss, why you filing grievances for?

Asserting dominance as the leader, questioning the need for complaints or grievances.

Graph writers use the thump out toys

Referring to graffiti artists, suggesting their proficiency in their craft.

Keep em both eyes open for them jump out boys

Vigilance against law enforcement, staying alert for surprise raids.

I will body motherfuckers if they pump that noise

Expressing a willingness to harm individuals who make threatening noises.

Been down since Disco 3, become fat boys

Long-time involvement since Disco 3, making a comparison to the Fat Boys.

Let me fall back, let me take a sip at the bar

Requesting to step back and relax at the bar, taking a break from the situation.

'Cause Vinnie in the hood like I'm fixing your car

Stating presence in the neighborhood, likening it to fixing a car.

I'm the overlord, I don't need permission from y'all

Claiming authority without needing permission from others.

I get a migraine every time I listen to y'all

Expressing frustration and physical discomfort when listening to others.

Listen, y'all ain't never living the best

Asserting a superior quality of life that others haven't experienced.

With em hollow tip bullets spit quicker than Ritz

Describing the speed of hollow-tip bullets, faster than a reference to Ritz crackers.

The nine always concealed, I'm letting his bitch breathe

Keeping a concealed weapon, allowing space for an opponent to breathe before retaliation.

Your body gonna be mistaken for Swiss cheese

Warning of violent consequences, comparing a body to Swiss cheese.


The front and the back, what you want, where you at?

Asking about the location and desires of an adversary.

When my killers with the pistol grip pump on your lap

Describing a situation with armed individuals ready for action.

Where the blunt where the gat?

Asking about the location of marijuana and firearms.

Where the funk where the strap?

Inquiring about trouble and weaponry.

When my killers with the pistol grip pump on your lap

Reiterating the readiness of armed individuals in a confrontational setting.


This another hell storm, point blank, male born

Describing a chaotic situation, born into a world of violence.

The ambulance take you away and not care gone

Indifferent reaction to an ambulance taking someone away, suggesting a lack of concern.

Dirt weed in a backpack full of Krylon

Carrying poor-quality marijuana in a backpack along with graffiti tools.

Move rock for y'all without seeing the pylon

Engaging in illegal activities without drawing attention.

None of y'all could ever be on the level that I'm on

Claiming a superior level, implying others can't reach it.

Traveling trajectories with crystals made of ion

Traveling with metaphysical crystals, suggesting a higher plane of existence.

Jeffrey Hunter need to find another place to die on

Reference to Jeffrey Hunter, a call to find a better way to live.

I don't know what drugs y'all motherfuckers high on

Expressing confusion about the substances or state others are in.

Whoever told you, you should do it, gave you bad advice

Discrediting advice given, threatening violent consequences.

I'mma put a few in you then blast you in the afterlife

Intending to harm and continue violence into the afterlife.

You ain't even half as nice, bloodier than passion Christ

Claiming superiority in skills and a reference to a violent image.

You want a body, give me a pen, a bottle and glass of ice

Requesting tools for violence, indicating a willingness to take a life.

I'mma do it my way, fish and edamame

Choosing a unique path, combining luxury and simplicity.

Chase of every fine glass of wine with a latte

Indulging in a luxurious lifestyle with music and fine drinks.

My music age well like it's related to Shadai

Claiming that the music ages well, possibly linked to a divine entity (Shadai).

Vinnie put a few shots into you like Bombay

Threatening with gunfire, mentioning a brand of liquor (Bombay).


The front and the back, what you want, where you at?

Repeating the inquiry about the location and intentions of adversaries.

When my killers with the pistol grip pump on your lap

Describing a situation with armed individuals ready for action, similar to line 19.

Where the blunt, where the gat?

Asking about the location of marijuana and firearms, similar to line 20.

Where the funk, where the strap?

Reiterating the inquiry about trouble and weaponry, similar to line 21.

When my killers with the pistol grip pump on your lap

Emphasizing the readiness of armed individuals in a confrontational setting, similar to line 22.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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