text: Art of War Lyrics
  Yeah, they talk about scores 
  But these people aint scorin
  Now we keep it quiet
  So they tell us were borin
  Little do they know
  One fuck-up and we kicking there door in
  Yeah, its the art of war
  Bad when Im on my ones
  Tell em come with 2 or 3
  Fuck dat manna come with 4 yeah
  Its the art of war, yeah
  Still with the same dargs from a puppy
  Never switch off of course
  Its the art of war
  Opp boy still tryna get me
  Feds just wanna arrest me
  Tryna hit a meal like Heskey
  My poker card will never be empty
  Im the Fresh Prince of Tottenham
  Guess who niggas are Jeffery?
  M Huncho, RV and Headie
  Dats Neymar, Suarez and Messi
  Im puttin work for my gunners
  Now I feel like seeing them again
  Im just tryna get rich
  They got me risking my freedom again
  I scored points in the field
  I cant wait for the season again
  Cos I got new beef
  So its gonna get season again
  That means you get slaughtered
  When niggas get peppered
  And they pay for a mortgage
  So I got spots like a leopard
  Wrist in a Pyrex bowl
  So you know Im whippin with tekkers
  Ill rise dat pole
  Fuck 5.0, we did it with leathers
  Yeah, they talk about scores 
  But these people aint scorin
  Now we keep it quiet
  So they tell us were borin
  Little do they know
  One fuck-up and we kicking there door in
  Yeah, its the art of war
  Bad when Im on my ones
  Tell em come with 2 or 3
  Fuck dat manna come with 4 yeah
  Its the art of war, yeah
  Still with the same dargs from a puppy
  Never switch off of course
  Its the art of war
  Free Brad, thats my guy
  Say someone done a rave to control her
  I was on basic coping
  Touch road and these tyres got broken
  Me and dis 4s like Krept and Konan
  But they soon touch the road all swollen
  Bet hes gonna want his shoes all golden
  Cant tell about scoring
  Been over dem sides der tryna tear shirts open like 
  I gotta burn my clothes when I touch the wing
  Cah if I lack Im red toasted
  Dem man hope to my downfall
  But now theyre still hoping
  Back then I tried smoke with the sawnie
  And now Im still smokey
  Just done a whole night shift
  And now there still callin
  T-house looking all scary
  Have you ever watched Conjuring?
  And its all for the bread and wine
  Dats even those far from cold
  Mask on my face
  It could be cactus jacking your phones
  Yeah, they talk about scores 
  But these people aint scorin
  Now we keep it quiet
  So they tell us were borin
  Little do they know
  One fuck-up and we kicking there door in
  Yeah, its the art of war
  Bad when Im on my ones
  Tell em come with 2 or 3
  Fuck dat manna come with 4 yeah
  Its the art of war, yeah
  Still with the same dargs from a puppy
  Never switch off of course
  Its the art of warEmbed