Текст песни Banks & Steelz - Love and War (feat. Ghostface Killah)
You could've mine but
You could've mine but
You could've mine but
You putting me in line
You could've mine but
You could've mine but
You could've mine but
You putting me in line
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
All is fair in love and war
What are you keeping score for?
Yo, ayo
She fucked around and cut up my rhyme books to shreds
She caught me fucking her friend in our bed
I used to try to tell her stop talking to the fellas
Come around with that short ass dress and short [?]
[?] shit, D to the crib
Balenciaga wrist, a gift from the kid
But we stay beefin, boo with no broccoli
Every time I come in the crib I'm in a hot seat
Breaking all my watches, gold plate Versace
You said you didn't mean that shit cause you was toxic
Probably argue everyday as a hobby
We used to be like Claire and Bill Cosby
So what the hell, we held hands on the regular
Writing "I love you" on napkins on the table, love
Capiche, depends on the season
Cause as soon as June July hit, we beastin'
Not speaking, it increases
Feel like my love had to depletion
Then we get back together, that's decent
But last week you keep my Benz and that's recent
She's bitching, I'm bitching
She's switching, I'm switching
She's talking, I'm not listening
I'm bitching about her in the kitchen
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
All is fair in love and war
What are you keeping score for?
She's high maintainence, she lacks patience
But for her love there's no replacement
Face to face, waste to brace and men chase to taste it
Most will get strung for the first engagement
I met her on the downtown streets down east
Now it seems she's always around me
And our love has astounded me, bounded me
There's no way I can break free
A servant to her will, I'm emerging to her feel
I pour my heart out and she let my love spill
Out on the floor when love change to war
Both tryna win, tryna claim galore
Infatuation, walking fabrication
[?] lie through imagination
Opposite sides attract and collided
The collision was a bad decision
Two lovers trapped in one prison
Tryna separate like nuclear fission
She's bitching, I'm bitching
She's switching, I'm switching
She's talking, I'm not listening
I'm bitching about her in the kitchen
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love and war
What are you keeping score for?
If all is fair in love and war
If all is fair in love
If all is fair in love and war
You best secure your borders
You could've mine but
You could've mine but
You could've mine but
You put me in line
You could've mine but
You could've mine but
You could've mine but
You put me in line
