[Intro: President T]
Yeah, doin’ it the large way, yeah, hang tight Conspiracy Theory, Solo 45, Jammin, S Kid [?] Yeah

[Hook]
[?] They don’t know what wars about
They don’t know what to do when the leng’s put to their mouth
When its war dog I bring the tools out
When its war dog I bring the tools

[Verse 1: President T]
You bring the pressure, I'll bring the force
Back Inna My Face, Volume One of course
All kind of Bloodline mixtapes I endorse
I'm not an officer but, I enforce
Cuz we're so strong we're called the Iron Force
Bring your whole crew, they will die in force
Na I ant on the strip, but I ain't dyin' jaws
Yeh I'm on the strip, bangin' out hundreds of scores
Yeh! That's kind of flimsy
I didn't grow up on Jason K
When you hear President, you wanna bring back Slimzee
Said that he plays in the Premier
But the word on road is that he plays for Grimsby

[Hook]
[?] They don’t know what wars about
They don’t know what to do when the leng’s put to their mouth
When its war dog I bring the tools out
When its war dog I bring the tools
[Verse 2: Jammin]
Stay warm like summer
When beef kicks off no he ain’t a runner
You might just hold up [?] cold stunner
[?] cause I roll with a gunner
You roll with a [?] like a bona fide [?]
Idiot boy like a suicide bomber
I’m a bad boy so call me a summer [?]
When beef kicks off you won’t be laughing that’s how I ride
Yep boy better know that’s how I do
If you wanna diss my team my dawg we can go [?] in the streets
If that’s you but I know that’s it’s not so don’t [?]

[Hook]
[?] They don’t know what wars about
They don’t know what to do when the leng’s put to their mouth
When its war dog I bring the tools out
When its war dog I bring the tools

[Verse 3: Solo 45]
Boy you better know I’m the wickedest ting
Come back to the scene on the wickedest ting
Fuck solo [?] that ain’t solo is 4 5 on the wickedest ting
Boy better know we’re the wickedest ting
[?] we keep the game moving wicked the [?] move in
Try move in we move you straight out and show you that we’re the wickedest ting
I don’t rate none of them, them idiot chaps can’t rate none of them
One on one I’ll [?] one of them
Gun on gun I’ll blaze one of them
Them fucking pricks I’ll slap one of them
Catch one slippin’ I strap one of them
Get my strap and cock it back and aim my shit and blaze one of them
[Hook]
[?] They don’t know what wars about
They don’t know what to do when the leng’s put to their mouth
When its war dog I bring the tools out
When its war dog I bring the tools

[Verse 4]
Not stiff slowed down off the actin
Stop grinning face move at your own pace
Go on make your silly face bro keep actin
‘im livin’ life, you’re any guy
[?] set you free like Kelly price
Or go gym and push weights
You don’t wanna end up in pen with them other guys
You makin’ P’s enough of lies
Don’t want it with S don’t big up the chest
Not hard off guard you will get scarred
Get lick in your face and my crib get laced [?] you taste yo be quick
But look here stop watching me and my face I’m not your gash
Like [?] don’t bring no gats [?]

[Hook]
[?] They don’t know what wars about
They don’t know what to do when the leng’s put to their mouth
When it’s war dog I bring the tools out
When it’s war dog I bring the tools
[?] They don’t know what wars about
They don’t know what to do when the leng’s put to their mouth
When it’s war dog I bring the tools out
When it’s war dog I bring the tools