King Von 釋出了單曲〈WAR〉 King Von講述了在芝加哥最GANG的O-Block 發生的事 | 歷史總是不斷在重演，芝加哥是如此烏俄亦然。

一直很喜歡的 King Von 雖然在 2020年11月6號發生的不幸事件離開了我們，但是他跟 Juice Wrld一樣留下了不少的作品尚未發佈，做為 Lil Durk 旗下 Only The Family 唱片公司的一員，團隊也正在籌備 King Von離開後的第一張專輯，團隊也很應景的，在今天釋出了這首單曲〈WAR〉。

最早我們得知這首歌是在 King Von的直播，最初歌迷認為這首歌的標題是〈INTO (Shit Ain’t Sweet〉，直到今天我們才得知，團隊給予這首歌一個更為精銳的名字〈WAR〉，King Von 用他經歷過的一切，用芝加哥交給他的一切，他的歌詞裡充斥著謀殺、監獄和他在幫派裡的生活方式，如果你足夠瞭解 King Von，你就會知道King Von是多硬核的男人，King Von永遠不會不見，他一直都在我們身邊，他的專輯即將要來了，你們準備好了嗎？

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歌詞

[Intro]
(Banger)
(DJ on the beat, so it’s a banger)

[Chorus]
Nigga, I’ll be damned (Who?)
If a nigga think he finna take me out, this shit ain’t sweet (Huh? Boom, boom)
Nigga, I ain’t goin’, I’m back, I’m blowin’ (Yeah)
I’ll be at the crib every day of the week (Shit)
‘Member it was nights I couldn’t even sleep (Huh? Huh?)
War outside, niggas couldn’t even eat (Damn, damn)
I was sixteen with a Carbon 15 (Yeah)
Motherfuckers gotta die and it ain’t gon’ be me (Von, huh?)
Shootin’ shit sunup to sundown (Uh)
He was just playin’ tough, he gon’ run now (Uh-huh)
All these bitch ass niggas tellin’, really start to take the fun out (He get too wild)
I’m the type of nigga go to church with my gun out (In a shootout)
Gotta pray for my gun, he gеt too wild (He get too wild)
I’m the first namе that they say in the shootout (In the shootout)
God textin’ me like, “It’s gettin’ too crowded” (Damn, damn)

[Verse 1]
Police they catch me, I’m too silent (Damn)
My name speak volume, I’m too violent (Huh?)
Niggas actin’ tough, run it up then, I’ma lay him down like two pallets (Boom, boom)
Dress a nigga up like a new stylist (Uh-huh)
Out for a year, nigga, when the trial is? (Uh-huh)
Would’ve bought that bitch a car but she had some mileage (Uh-huh)
If he say what he saw, we gon’ cut his eyelid (Boom, boom, boom)
[Chorus]
Nigga, I’ll be damned (Damn)
If a nigga think he finna take me out, this shit ain’t sweet (Nah, nah)
Nigga, I ain’t goin’, I’m back, I’m blowin’ (Huh?)
I’ll be at the crib every day of the week (Boom, boom)
‘Member it was nights I couldn’t even sleep (Yeah)
War outside, niggas couldn’t even eat (Shit)
I was sixteen with a Carbon 15 (Huh? Huh?)
Motherfuckers gotta die and it ain’t gon’ be me (Damn, damn)
Shootin’ shit sunup to sundown (Yeah)
He was just playin’ tough, he gon’ run now (Uh-huh)
All these bitch ass niggas tellin’, really start to take the fun out (Uh-huh)
I’m the type of nigga go to church with my gun out (With my gun out)
Gotta pray for my gun, he get too wild (He get too wild)
I’m the first name that they say in the shootout (In the shootout)
God textin’ me like, “It’s gettin’ too crowded” (Damn, damn)

[Verse 2]
Oh, you ’bout it? (Uh-huh)
Rob you, ain’t shit you gon’ do ’bout it (Uh-huh)
My lil’ bitch want a new body (What?)
My bullets come get you fast like a Bugatti (Grrah, grrah)
I’m goin’ Scotty like too hotty (Yeah)
You gettin’ shot up if you too cocky (What?)
We slide with sticks like we play hockey
And you not a killer if you only got two bodies, damn (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Run out (Yeah), hustle to sunup to sundown (Uh-huh)
We got some money, it’s fun now (It’s fun)
Last nigga dissed King Von got gunned down (Grrah, grrah)
Damn, what now? (What?)
It was funny but now it’s not fun now (It’s not fun now)
I was bummy, now look who the bum now
A nigga try Von, I bet he get gunned down (Boom, boom, boom)
[Chorus]
Nigga, I’ll be damned (Damn)
If a nigga think he finna take me out, this shit ain’t sweet (Nah, nah)
Nigga, I ain’t goin’, I’m back, I’m blowin’ (Huh?)
I’ll be at the crib every day of the week (Boom, boom)
‘Member it was nights I couldn’t even sleep (Yeah)
War outside, niggas couldn’t even eat (Shit)
I was sixteen with a Carbon 15 (Huh? Huh?)
Motherfuckers gotta die and it ain’t gon’ be me (Damn, damn)
Shootin’ shit sunup to sundown (Yeah)
He was just playin’ tough, he gon’ run now (Uh-huh)
All these bitch ass niggas tellin’, really start to take the fun out (Uh-huh)
I’m the type of nigga go to church with my gun out (With my gun out)
Gotta pray for my gun, he get too wild (He get too wild)
I’m the first name that they say in the shootout (In the shootout)
God textin’ me like, “It’s gettin’ too crowded” (Damn, damn)