EK Dot - Close To WarTime Lyrics

Real, you ask me it's getting closer and closer to war time, (getting closer and closer)
You ask me it's getting closer and closer to war time, (closer and closer)
Pack his innocence in the court knowing that he blow iron, knowing that I blow iron
Walking in the belly of the beast from what was taught, I gotta hold mine, I gotta hold mine, I gotta hold mine

Walk around, we gotta keep this stick, we take theirs so they take ours
Ain't it 'bout a bitch, won't see my bousin 'til he 49
Told yo' ass to calm down, don't ever say I never tried
Trimadones and ecstasy whenever I was on your side, pills and anxiety, remember it was suicide¿?

Gotta keep these guns from me, under the sun it was do or die
You ask me its getting closer and closer to war time, (closer and closer)
Ask me it's getting closer and closer to war time, (closer and closer)
Free Lo, He doing time inside a Cellblock, I know that shit hard but time flies

Once it's old then the love die, the ones you thought was here first, the first ones to pick a side
Jail where I learned it first, my circle had to minimize
We got bodies in the dirt, why the judge call it genocide
Telling ain't gonna work, no history and still got penalized

My nephew on the shirt, they know it hurt, they see it in my eyes
I got tired of all them jokes, they want smoke when it's not one of ours
When it's not one of ours
I got tired of all the jokes, they want smoke when it's not one of ours