chorus)

Buck buck fuck where my thugs at where the fuck my thugs at

Are you ready for war got to be ready for war



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Forward march pull out your weapon aim directly for the heart

Buck the brain and make sure everything stop and listen to the shells drop

As we steady poppin round after round off trumpets fade around us

Bailin through the motherfuckin mud and rain niggas on a mission

Shirt full of bloodstains but I'm still livin

Cause I got the will and the skills

To make it out the killin field alive and killin still

This the type of shit I make you want got our suits on

Knowin and willin to die with our boots on

Dressed in fatigues this is real we ain't no actors

We don't wear this shit for no fashion

You'll see how real it is when we start blasting

Fake niggas always shoot real blanks

We in the steel tanks

If this was real they'd probably crumble

How you come to rumble

When you scared of what's in the jungle, nigga

Why you tell them people you was killas

I put this on my dead thugs

When they jump we gon tear it up

Torpedo one bomb torpedo two to see the destruction

Military minded so will win

Strategize, that's all I'm fuckin bout is strategies

It's all about reality and nigga that's me



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Before we fight, I use my mind to pin the situation

Makin sure the enemies weak before we invade 'em then we break 'em

Organization is a factor

Comin from the warrior slash the mad rapper

Makin pushes jump out the bushes troopers attack

And the heads of the adversaries bring 'em back to me

If you scared you the first nigga dead

and the field is gettin deeper

Drama getting thicker so I pull my pistol quicker

Kill 'em all if they ain't on your team

But watch out for the spies trying to infiltrate the scene know what I mean

We headed for the justice center

Free all the convicts and let the killas ride with us

Yeah, let's fuck some shit up and get rid of-

The Law of course voluntarily or by force

This shit just goes on and on

It don't stop until the body rott and they casket drop

In the W-A-R we are the mighty, the mighty, the mighty mighty warriors ready

If they spittin we gone send them bitches slugs

back it's like that buck buck buck



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Thugs, everywhere you see them niggas wanna be 'em

Meet the real thuggish ruggish niggas out of cleveland

The wasteland warriors wild execution style find your body smelling foul

I stay thugged out and enhance my thug mentality

Gotta keep my mental sharper than a pencil

Got bullets in the clip though and you in danger

If you anger me nigga you'll me the one that's in the chamber

Paranoia, don't get too close I'll blow your fuckin head right off your shoulders

Cause everything to me is war I'm livin in horror

I'll die before captured (fuck that)

fuckin with these niggas down to the last clip

Remember the casualties dearly departed

Keep poppin at these coppers and we'll drop 'em in your honor

You can rest in peace your killas deceased

Where my thugs at buck buck get 'em up so I can see 'em



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