It's the return of the murderer, maniac madman The fully
automatic M-11 in the handbag The ending of it, the beginning of
the Baghdad Your brains blowed out, body in a trash bag
Unidentified, chalk him up a John Doe Got most of the pieces,
but they ain't found his arms though It's far from a
record, I'm different than these rap dudes A real nigga,
won't hesitate to clap fools Ski-mask you, come up to where
you lay at Cock back, squeeze, and put him where your face at The
nerve of you niggaz, believin I'ma play games You know who
I'm wit, so I ain't gotta say names {*blam*} you
pussy, {*blam*} cause you a black Jew Ain't never had love
for y'all, make me clap you And it's a done deal,
don't fuck with what the truth is And hide behind that
motherfuckin desk but when the truth's here it's on
for ya, that mean your lifeline shortens Death to the niggaz who
disrespected the Jordan I'm not a pop nigga, fuck what radio
say Fuck what video do, but this is all day hood nigga, I
ain't gotta show you what my life like Cause you don't
persecute a motherfucker like Mike I ain't a house nigga
scum like you fools is I was bred born and raised in this true
shit [Chorus] Funny how a nigga get caught up in all the glamour
And then they finally come to grips that this can happen to
anybody, won't discriminate who catch this Get in the way
and you a victim of a death wish A declaration of a war and
it's a warning Follow the leader but be aware your opponent
is in the window got guerillas where you rest at And prepared to
hit a motherfucker, bet that [Willie D] Aight, let's get
serious Fuck the rap game I'm the realest nigga, PERIOD If
you ain't feelin me you know how it goes Jump bitch, I
cain't wait to kill one of you hoes It's on if you got
beef You can be a cop, a drug dealer, or a pro athlete Bottom
line, I don't give a fuck about'cha If I pop you in
the neck, I bet some blood come out'cha While your label
only behind you greasin his dick Your stupid ass on a video,
cheesin and shit J ain't shorted me a dime if he owe you
bucks The way I see you a bitch and you deserve to be fucked
Willie D is the nigga that'll bloody your clothes
Don't think you know me cause you know the hook to
"Baldhead Hoe" I light you up with a sawed off; and stab
yo' ass in the leg, in the chest, in the back and mouth
[Bushwick Bill] Aight nigga; stab him in the leg in the chest in
the back and mouth, let 'em haul him off Give me a
motherfuckin handy shotty and a plug of PCP, I'll kill
anybody Bust him in the ass 'til he's still I'm
Chuckwick bitch, your achilles heel A short nigga quick to give
a tall ass-whoopin Got a chip on my shoulder bout the size of
Brooklyn Lookin to start shit, I ain't scary like Scooby
and Shaggy Piss me off you better Duck like Daffy Even if you in
a rest home I'll pop ya Even if you got a vest on I'll
drop ya [Chorus]
Send "Declaration Of War" Ringtone to your Cell 
