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Текст песни Black Market Militia - Thug Nation

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[Intro: Killah Priest (Tragedy Khadafi)]Yeah, knawhatimean, it`s coming down like, that man(What we gon` do, now, man)Sorry to break up the radio, for a minute(What the fuck we gon` do now, they hear now)But it`s gotta come down, it`s gotta be realWe gotta come through to the heart (they back now)And I wanna talk to the hoods right nowIf you a thug and you real, muthafuckin` speak(What the fuck ya`ll gonna do now muthafuckas)[Tragedy Khadafi]I`m like Osama Hussein, hotter than the wholePopulation control, I`m seein` soldiers foldAs I release the scroll, I spit perpendicularWalkin` barefoot across peninsulas, freein` slaves and prisonersBlack Market Militia is revolution, the mission isFree the minds of our listeners, resurrected with militanceWe ain`t beggin` politicians for nothingGovernment funded, comin` gunnin` and stunnin`, seein` the D`s runningGod bless us, Supreme Team, extreme measuresMax under mattress, C-4 in the dressersThe D`s who wanna test us, and feds wanna arrest usFuck professers and their lectures, I`m talkin` to ancestorsTrue story, give the glory to God, receive the blessingsMade in an image, of his likeness, my true essence[William Cooper]I ride for the government, with clubs, and strugglin`Come from street corners, where all day cracks be hustlin`You can`t come in, unless you got a warrant for the cribI pay the bills for the crib, man, fuck the police fieldI got names on bullets in the clip, the world ran by the richWe drop the genes, that`s itFeel my aura as I walk with a millennium limpTalk what I walk, just be do what I`ve been taughtSee sirens show up, and now line `em and chalkO.G.`s show me the ropes, and day by day head of cokeKeep a ruger in my coat, and never ever sniff dopeOr watch your future go downhill like a ski slope, come on[Chorus: Killah Priest]My thug nation, let me break it down for you in lamen termsGet what you can get now, before the plate burnNo, I`m not a minister, or we preach it to youOh, believe me, dog, I can see the future, get yours[Timbo King]Call me the black menace, slap niggaz like I`m playin` tennisWhen shit pops off, it don`t finishSmoke in the air, you smellin` spinachI`m sick in the head, I need a clinic, yeah, infiniteCuz I rise without the finer thing, Lord of the RingsBe them corner kings, wings of war, hoes klingonsSo bring on your whole platoon, ya`ll buffonsWith a bunch of toons, need to retreat soonBlack therough, Black Othello, my click be the wild fellowsFrom the wildest ghettos, yeahArmed with angels, protected by a guided lightViolent fights, U.S. and dirt eternal silent nigih[Killah Priest]Fuck it, George Bush is abominationsSpoken to us by the prophet DanielHere`s some instruction for the hood, I wrote downCall a project manual, rule 1: get armsAnd don`t share what`s spoken up inside the circlesTo outsiders, I don`t know why, I know what I know is rightBut trust me, dog, guide our providers, rule 2: find out who`s whoSee Judas hung around Jesus, you don`t want the same thing to happen to youRule 3: fuck storing food, ask for nothing, take what you needReality, real warriors bleed, believe me, Ghetto JesusSeize this, rule 4: they are no more rules, Cash RulesWhat you take us for? (That`s Wu-Tang) Some muthafuckin` fools?I got a celestial gun that clap off demonsSmash on the brakes, the devil hit the dashboard screamin`I`m a manic depressin`, I`m on paxel and zoloffNow the hood don`t gotta say nothin`, I just took a load offAnd watch me cock the sawed off[Chorus - 2X][Outro: girl]You are now tuned into the soundsOf Black Market Radio

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