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Track: WHO WANT WAR
Artist: Mozzy
Album: INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS

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Name: Mozzy
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US rapper born on June 24, 1987 in Sacramento, California. He first started rapping with his uncle [url=https://www.discogs.com/artist/3067012-GP-3]GP The Beast[/url].

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Release: Mozzy - Intrusive Thoughts
Year: 2025
Genres: Hip Hop
Styles: Gangsta

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Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Told bro, "We so locked in, that I won't breathe if you die"
Still grippin' on my Gen and throwing B's to the sky
Shit, it get under my skin if you a thief and you lie
Doing sixty in the pen, so that's a reason to cry
Still dirty Sprite pourin' up
'Member back then, at my lowest, they weren't showin' up
So naive and losing focus, I ain't know enough
In the trenches, pistol totin', you gon' blow or what?
Who want war with us?

Donkey rope, HGM pendant hangin' off it, yeah, I put him on
He ain't puttin' on, we take him off it
Niggas in the field worth a couple M's, could play the office, but I'd rather not
Suckers tryna get back for them losses, it's still one up top
Paranoia got me movin' caution, upper echelon
Separate the crashes from the bosses
Far as paperwork, Jake'll tell you Mozzarella flawless, I ain't said a word
Got it off the curb, now we ballin', ain't no once it's up
Tend to leave it there, we can't resolve it
Fuck your dead homies, still denyin' all involvement
I don't know what happened
They put that chicken on my head 'cause niggas know we're actin'
Yeah, it's much more than rappin'

Told bro, "We so locked in, that I won't breathe if you die"
Still grippin' on my Gen and throwing B's to the sky
Shit, it get under my skin if you a thief and you lie
Doing sixty in the pen, so that's a reason to cry
Still dirty Sprite pourin' up
'Member back then, at my lowest, they weren't showin' up
So naive and losing focus, I ain't know enough
In the trenches, pistol totin', you gon' blow or what?
Who want war with us?

Them shorties spin, they like, "What them killings gotta do with you?"
Thirty M's in, still paying for these funerals
Them killers still anxious for revenge, we can't do a truce
I hope better friends ain't the reason I come through and shoot
Slide up, black hoodie like the reaper, now it's time up
What the fuck we dyin' for? I seen the hood dryin' up
In the gang, my guys trust enough to give their lives up
Like Kobe with this .9 clutched, blow smoke 'til they divide us
Tell the opps to come play ball, let's play three on three
No, I ain't worried 'bout y'all, it's me versus me
When I lost my dog, I couldn't really find the words to speak
Like spinnin' 'til they fall, dropouts still tryna earn a B

Told bro, "We so locked in, that I won't breathe if you die"
Still grippin' on my Gen and throwing B's to the sky
Shit, it get under my skin if you a thief and you lie
Doing sixty in the pen, so that's a reason to cry
Still dirty Sprite pourin' up
'Member back then, at my lowest, they weren't showin' up
So naive and losing focus, I ain't know enough
In the trenches, pistol totin', you gon' blow or what?
Who want war with us?