Cadell – World War III Lyrics
World War III By Cadell Enough of the mischief Claim to be hotting me, you never did s--- I show no emotion You’re only saying my name for promotion And if you both make friends right now You’d still be the one that got dosing How you gonna be disappointed? Just phone him I’m the reason you roll with 18 man to a show King of the industry plants And nobody wants your crown Shoulda said “s--- your mum” But then you might s--- your mum and go upside down Knew it was fake, but s--- your mum anyway Don’t care if anyone comes for mum anyway See me in the flesh, and I’ll up my gun anyway You just run your gums Didn’t wanna say none Enough of your son anyway Mum, why you never tell your son, “Stop lying”? Wouldn’t even ride for your bredrin dying Thinks that he’s got one ahead, alright Just wanted to see you and your bredrin fight But man put who in a rizzla? Dad don’t care where your mum and her wigs are Didn’t really take it there but I’m nasty Now I’m letting off