Текст песни Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Souljahs Marching
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Souljahs Marching слова песни
Flesh
The souljahs marching are prepared for war, for war, for war, for war [*2]
Layzie
The cycle continues. Look what I`ve been through—Chapter 5 of
the book of thugs. Nineteen ninety-nine, 2000, new millennium
marching forward. All aboard seek and destroyed any nigga that
throw the decoy. We them niggas you can`t avoid. Boy, boy don`t
fuck around and get me paranoid. So I`m mission impossible, off
the rip when it get hostile. If you got to know, I gots lots
of dough. So the murda mo` ain`t no optional. Unstoppable, relentless,
rollin` in Benzes, heater repeat, weeded indeed, my nigga believe
it. Proceed with the leader. Completed it`s on. Feelin` my Bones
muthafucka. Undisputed round for round, puttin` it down town
to town. Tearin` the roof off this muthafucka! When I`m in your
city, get with me, fuck with your nigga. When I`m in Maui, hoes
around me, still come fuck with your niggas. But if you ain`t
talking about no money, nigga you really ain`t talkin` no sense.
Out of line without a dime, muthafucka you got me bent. It ain`t
no honor amongst thieves, why waste my time smokin` weed with
all these petty conversations. So I avoid the playa hation.
Flesh
The souljahs marching are prepared for war, for war, for war, for war [*2]
Bizzy
Still (ha ha!) got the ghetto Frankies so it`s time (boom…boom)
for the automatic criminal mathematics` original soldier. See
nobody can`t stop me, better watch me. Blackout, woke up in the
county as soon as I passed out. Runnin` past the pigs, (Runnin`
past the pigs, lets mash nigga) for love of mo money lets mash
out to the Mo Mo Mo. (Cash) Cash for everyone in the room that
be lonely, homey move. You know the scope is on, and come on
lets zoom, who`s feelin my music? True dat cause if I was really
out I`d have been lootin` like the rest of y`all. Y`all knew
that. (What, What?) Don`t you do that! In the conscience you
ain`t nothin` but a monster. You can`t be budged. God only can
judge you. Thug luv! Who called the cops, arrest the judge? And
convicted the bitch and itchin` to sell you some stuff legal,
while all I really wanted was a regal.
Flesh
The souljahs marching are prepared for war, for war, for war, for war [*2]
Now who gon` be the last true soldier standin` two and back to
back holdin` hands. Another episode of Mo bloody Show, and hit
with the low-blow. Just a thuggin` ass nigga that`s what he is,
some say. So I`m sorta "Billy The Kid." Me slangin`
leather, show no mercy, filthy gonna kick it explicit. Some material.
I`m too deadly! So parental discretion advised. If you watch,
get ready. Fuck with me steady. Everyday, all day, daily, haters
always wanna come try and fade me. Unleash the gauge, release
buckshot, now feelin` the wrath of the whirlwind twirlin` away.
Duck fast muthafucka! Before the 5th Dawg haulin` me sawed off
and blast you between your eyes. Servin` your homicide. Rippin`
his dome wide…open, your shit got decapitated. Nigga, your body
rott and decrepate in dust `til disintegrated. Time from time
and again my niggas had to warn all of you enemies of mine. I`m
comin` to scorn. My niggas we stormin` through an army. Hit the
tent for the quick artillery. Nigga them prophets and apostoles
livie in revelation set off the revolution. Nigga the Desparado.
You niggas can`t fuck with the 5th Dawg. Kill and all haters
die! (die!, die!, die!)
The souljahs marching are prepared for war, for war, for war, for war [*5]