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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]

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]

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