Текст песни Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Battlezone
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Battlezone слова песни
[Bone Thug souljah, souljah, Bone Thug souljah, souljah]…in the
battlezone, the battlezone. [Bone Thug souljah, souljah, Bone
Thug.] Swing low [Swing low], sweet chariot, [Sweet chariot]
coming forth to carry me home [coming forth to carry me home.]
Swing low, sweet chariot, [Sweet chariot] coming forth to carry
me home [coming forth to carry me home]. I looked up on Jordan,
and [what did…] what did I see [what did I see?] coming forth
to carry me home? [Coming forth to carry me home.] [What did
I see, what did I see?] Coming forth to carry me home [Coming
forth to carry me home.] [Listen to my battle cry…] Come on,
come on in my battlezone. […aaah my battle cry.] Get up, get
up, get up, get up, come on in my battlezone. [Listen to my battle
cry…] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on. Have me come for.
[…aaah my battle cry.] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on,
[come on] Have me come for.
Bizzy
One, two, look at the tally. They drew my picture with Bob Marley.
They probably wanna kill me. Will I die in 1999? Smoking phillies.
Bizzy the kid was bustin` in the ceilin` in my big claim. Kickin`
on somethin` and dig this. Got to feel it, catch and don`t let
go. Wretched in a `fro. Bone watchin` for the po-po. Roll over
then pull it, got my bullet in my Fo-fo. I gotta stand it`s turnin
to a jungle! (Green baby) Comin` out a 4-door Benz and I spend
a lot for show. No, no, don`t spend a lot, contend with men.
Lookin` at my watch like a meal ticket. Arrest the block, they
couldn`t pin it, better send it. For the cops, absorb you soul
of course. Praise to the pharoah. Murda Mo, Curly, I heard it
lower and return it and burn, when our niggas still shermed out!
Court`s adjourned, court`s adjourned, Rest and burn!
Layzie
I can`t sleep at night, cause I lay in my bed. And I be tossin`
and turnin` trying to avoid my dreams. And I can hear the niggas
lettin` off they lead around the corner. Got me feelin` paranoia
like they coming for me. And I be clutchin` my heat, got me pacing
back and forth. So much shit on my mind, so many things to do.
So little time a nigga really got to do it in. Man I be ready
for war in my fatigues and boots. From the minute nigga step
outside, Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one. Just like
Little Eazy-E told you and me, nigga never leave the house without
packin` a gun. And that`s real, `leave it for the dollar bill.
Niggas`ll holler “Kill Kill” then start flexin`. When the shit
poppin` off in my direction, nigga got a 17-shot for protection.
Life ain`t no joke. Too many niggas I know was takin` shit for
granted and that`s foul! Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool
right out the crowd and hit him dead in his mouth for being loud
and wild. Shit is real! Ain`t none of that elastic faggot rubber
band plastic shit. Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin` shit.
Put the match on shit, straight up gassin` shit!
Krayzie
Hell yeah! It`s that same nigga runnin` with the AK-47, bustin`
niggas in the belly. Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache.
Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx. They`re runnin`, retreatin`,
screamin` "Mayday, we`re goin` down!" Now why the fuck
is niggas tellin` lies and rumors? Talkin` about "we split
up?" `Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh. Niggas
really need to shut that shit up. If a muthafucka really want
to rumble we can tumble, we wilder than any animal that`s in
the jungle. The name of the game is block the basket, strike
him out, hit the goal, make the quarterback fumble—strategize.
Any nigga hatin` ain`t a friend of mine. Nigga considered the
enemy, niggas that`s when you die. I never keep my enemies close,
`cause I got a perfect view of `em in my scope. That`s close
enough. Leather Face`ll fuck a nigga up, and smile, and hit `em
with the millimeter. And I show a bitch, kill a nigga. See me
drivin`. Bitch come on and try to rob me! I`m willing to bet
that `cha get lit up! Get off of me baby (baby), keep on comin`
and there`s gon` be drama (drama). Tellin` you niggas: "You
better not fuck with me, `cause I ain`t that quiet nigga that
I used to be!" Look how the haters give a nigga attitude.
Nigga sick of being humble, now I`m like "Fuck that!"
I gotta get mine. They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that
it ain`t no love. `Cause in the game you get fucked every time.
Got this feeling inside my bloodline. Somebody finna get fucked
up! If a nigga don`t get some satisfaction. Blastin` like a madman.
Gettin` with the static, nigga lovin` the action. Yeah! My Bone
Thug niggas come on. If any one of you niggas got any problems—thinkin`
you tough and you really want to solve `em. Don`t be mumblin`,
speak a little louder. While you steady talkin` like you liver
than the next nigga, we`ll already be up in you. Now hater feel
us. Who the realest? The Bone Thug killas. If there`s any objections,
niggas deal with `em. Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin`
about they thugs, jumpin all on the bandwagon. Wanna be like
us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns, thugged out with they pants
saggin`. They actin`. But when it`s really time to show some
tactics, the niggas don`t have `em. We murdered the bastards,
puttin em all in bodybags and caskets. Drop `em in the river,
splash! That`s that ass! `Cause when we clash, ain`t no comin`
back. Huntin` niggas from the past. We gon` settle this shit
right here. Fight to whoever blood be spilled first. Who will
be the nigga ridin` away in a Hearse? Not me! I`m determined
to wake up and still be livin` in the morning, you feeling me?
Quicker than a clocked damn missle. Hit a bitch directly in the
middle, right between your eye. Then we makin` sure that nigga
die. Shoot a couple more times…and ride out. (ride out, ride
out) Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out) Nigga we ride out.
(ride out, ride out) Nigga we ride out.