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Breakfast With Warlords by Knights of 88 Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Intro: Denham Smith]
Put that money down
Put that money down
Put that money down
Put that money down

[Verse 1: Kage Sparks]
Breakfast with the warlords
Dinner with the psychopaths
Scarface chainsaws
Through Balmain trench coats
A million guardian angels shattered halos on my front lawn
Neighbours peeking out the window
Freaking out oh lord
Master piece of violence
Masvidal here with the onslaught
Economic hit men
Out to keep the third world dead poor
Overload with debt (ugh) don't forget the decor
Prostituting truth turn justice to an escort
G check the depth more layers here than ted talks
Brothers took the bait sold us faith and how to dress warm
Hanging out in hades dirty devils raised our babies (ahh)
Stoic with a Glock baby Momma’s getting shot
Have not hell grip reaper came to shop
Last stop sell take everything you got
Maslovs scale salivating to the top
Pavlovs bell hungry dogs up on the block
[Chorus: Denham Smith]
If you ever step to the lion
I swear that you'll get eaten alive
Breakfast with Warlords
Breakfast with Warlords
Boy you lose your fucking life

[Verse 2: Kage Sparks]
Shoot outs with my ego
Knife fights with my conscious
Face to face with killers
In the heart of them favelas
Michael Jackson Thrillers
How these young monsters living
Building with the villains
Politicians and them generals
Lomachenko moves
Right before election day
Move the money out the country
Presidential motorcades
Action packed ambition
Bury anyone for minerals
Engineering demons
Now to overthrow the system
Like the Haiti revolution
Baby come and join the movement
See the pyramids we building
Raising billions for our children
Fuck your charity collections
All we need here be more weapons
AK47s send our enemies to heaven
Have not hell grip reaper came to shop
Last stop sell take everything you got
Maslows scale salivating to the top
Pavlovs bell hungry dogs up on the block
[Chorus: Denham Smith]
If you ever step to the lion
I swear that you'll get eaten alive
Breakfast with Warlords
Breakfast with Warlords
Boy you lose your fucking life
Boy you lose your fucking life

If you ever step to the lion
I swear that you'll get eaten alive
Breakfast with Warlords
Breakfast with Warlords
Boy you lose your fucking life

[Verse 3: Black Caz]
Collecting salt from the tears of the souls that I’ve taken
Empty hospital shit niggas
Here ain't got no patience/patients
Starvation aching sins elevated
Been warring with monsters
Back deals with Satan
Likens howling at the moon light
Feeding scriptures to younglins
My hustlers trying to grow life
Reaper round the corner
My skin a target I’m in his sites
So I keep shooting
Like I’m trying to get the scene right (action)
No alcohol its genocide
Assassination disguised as homicide
Retaliation is a must who down to ride
I break the silence like Big on the cover of vibe
Nigga the Darkness arrives
Mentality Mamba man I’m Kobe inside
Kimbo slice when it comes to getting these pies
I'm Drago when I hitman
If he dies he dies
At the knights table
Last Warlord alive
[Outro: Denham Smith]
Put that money down
Put that money down
Put that money down
Put that money down