Outro (They Don't Want War)

Guan guan Mista Khaled

What you want today, the regular?

Nah, give me the steamed fish

With some white rice

And give me a champaigne cola

And give me some water with some lemon on it

You feel me?

Alright there, no problem

So what your friend want?

Nah I'm good

Alright then, me soon come back

(Waitress giving the order to the chef)

So check this out right

It's all about the money

It's always about the power

It's always about the respect

Straight up

I don't see 'em

Yo Khaled der be some thugs out to the pre

I don't know if you want me get dem out side

I pray

Hey yo check this out right

You tell 'em to come through bring them to me

And let them know they have a choice

Everyone has a choice

Heard them people seeking problems with the Godfather

Shockers keep them llama get your head trauma

Pussy boys rather see me dead, mama

Instead I'm in that Maybach texting William Roberts

Riding through the city with my hammer close

Pray to Allah that this trick does not have bash results

Self made all it took was faith and lots of hope

Understand this the realest shit I ever wrote

Arab from the middle east Jerusalem

Duplicate me will never be I'm hot as Lucifer

Palestine mastermind, rowie face, bezels shine

Smoking good, counting paper, tryin' to dodge the Babylon

Yeah, I'm well respected and that's on any block

Talk about the gutter you just pray to make it out

Puffing ganja with them wassels with them dreadlocks

Cracking lots with them mobsters get your dog shot

I'm fucking molding, foreign without an owner

Motherfucking neighbours bought the whole corner

Bought the whole block, stuntin' on you fuck boys

We the best of all, gotta get that young boy

Gotta let me get 'em

Nah Ace, they don't want war

Just let me get 'em

Nah Ace, they don't want war

I got 'em, I got 'em

Nah Ace, they don't want war

Cause that's that shit we came for

Steamed fish was amazing, matter of fact

Let me get some jerk chicken to go

Grabbed me one of them lemon pie theories

And let me get some of them cash you theories too

And give me another champaingne cola

But let me ask you a question

What happened to them people asking about me

You supposed to bring them to me

Dey no sai mistar Khaled

Dey say me one thang one dat you

It let those take their next chance

And dem boi just

And just cut, gone, cut

Hahahaha, I always told my dogs everyone got a choice

Everyone, kiss the ring