Ludacris — War With God

[Intro: Ludacris & Sample] The time has come for bad things to end The time has come for life to begin Yes! The time has come for the war of the gods It's that time I'mma take the subtle approach first 'Cause I'm just gettin started Let's go! Look: [Verse 1: Ludacris] I'm the best and there's nothing that you can do about it (nope!) Never needed a publicity stunt, let's tell the truth about it (yeah!) Even in the core of the streets, you can't sway the youth about it (nah!) But keep running yo mouth And I swear I'mma knock a tooth up out it (blaow!) I never claimed to be nuthin but who the fuck I am Never sold cocaine in my life, but I'm still the fuckin man (right!) Understand, nuthin you did makes you better nigga You claim the streets, but the streets respect that cheddar, nigga Luda got twice as much yo life you can charge it to 'em (ching!) I fit four of your houses inside my daughters room (woo!) And still have room for young Karma to play Givin back to the children of tommorrow, for good karma today So you can say whatcha wanna say, and you can talk that talk But real niggas ain't doin no talkin cause we walk that walk Album for album, you can see I got a multimillion plan So call yourself whatever you want except The Multimillion Man Nigga! [Hook: Ludacris & Sample] Lucifer, oh Lucifer Whatever you want except the multi-million man, nigga God of evil, you're the god of hate Call yourself whatever you want except the million man, nigga Lucifer, oh Lucifer Call yourself whatever you want except the million man, nigga The darkness is waiting, fire and light How many, man? [Verse 2: Ludacris] How many times is you gon rap about busting your gun? (huh?) How many times is you gon trap without busting your gun? (gon' bust it!) Only shots you ever took were subliminal to the general Disrespecting those doing real time with real criminals (woo!) And I ain't never did a day in my life But it should be illegal to walk a day in my life I paid the price and the cost to be the boss So you can rest your mouth I'm universal, Luda never limits hisself to the south I give a damn about ya hootin and hollerin, it ain't botherin me! I hear you talkin but you ain't made it to three! You know where I live, but you ain't made it to me! You ain't made, nigga I'm havin a house party, kid, come get played, nigga You got played, my record label never jerked me So shoot me, stab me, but words will never hurt me I feed off your energy (woo!), my powers with God So it's even better if you make ya diss record real hard [Hook: Ludacris over woman singing] Lucifer, oh Lucifer Make the record real hard God of evil, you're the god of hate Make the record real hard Lucifer, oh Lucifer Ya diss record real hard The darkness is waiting, fire and light [Verse 3: Ludacris] See, even without all that bass and treble, I'm as hot as the devil But I work for the top floor, homie, get on my level I been stripped away ya powers 'cause I gave you my blessing So it'll take more than majority vote to win this election Man, mixtapes are not my resume, it's too hot And I warned them I was coming, I got that number one spot So unless you using tampons, quit acting stuck up And do like your records say, or shut the FUCK up [Hook: Ludacris] Do like your records say, or shut the fuck up Do like your records say, or shut the fuck up Shut the fuck up Ch-ch-ch-ch-shut the fuck up [Coda: Sample] Lucifer, oh Lucifer God of evil, you're the god of hate Lucifer, oh Lucifer The darkness is waiting, fire and light