chorus (krayzie):

I say the war shouldn't stop

Until these playa-hatin niggaz body rott (body rott)

Nigga the war shouldn't stop

Until these mothafuckin cops body rott (body rott)

(x2)



Krayzie:

We presist smoke blunts

Youll never find a thuggish bunch of niggaz like us

Dont be so quick to test us

I be laodin my bust

Im a have to talk to eazy through the ouija

So i can see if maybe he can tell me

Why ya hatin on me bitin on me

Why ya want me to show a nigga leatherface in me

Dont fuck around nigga he's a real buck em down nigga

Motherfuck rampin how bout fuckin with me now nigga

Nigga get ya chips from ya bras get high

Then ya bras get cheese from niggas and ride

Everynody wanna party even the niggaz with problem

Hey nigga we'll solve em cuz bitch we'll squash em

You dont know me fuck you when you got beef

But you also got no clothes no style and no mo teeth

See me rampin on yo tv actin

And its a fact that when you see us in person

That we wouln't flex so show you no action

Down for mine, got to show a nigga time 2 time

So i figga i slow down the rhyme

So they can understant i sing with so much anger and pain

That if i jump then ill exlpode like a fuckin grenade

Nigga, fuck calm time to ring the alarm

Break the niggaz out of prison killin all the gaurds

Power to the people givin people the power

To put it down in yo city

And fuck dem hill billies

Nigga i cant stand no motherfuckin po-po

But we gon start killin these bitches and takin no more

Yea, mothug the only click that i claim

Although we all be on tha bangin

You can say i role wit a gang

And this is seen checkers in tha making

So nigga continue with the remains



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Bizzy:

I heard, i heard, i heard....

Yeah nigga we heard of anotha murder

So when they got the tyrone

Flipin the flow now let it burn

When tha pistol they polish it off

Rollin withbone

Bitch, you know we come with

Black dat please

In the 1999 with my feet up in indonesia

Were there be no beat

Release the beat

Gotta rid tha streets

And getta my peeps

????but they cant me

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Its never a trench

Nigga betta use your arms betta use your fists

Pick up my cannon and get get yea

Were gonna fuck you up????

Were corrupt as a 40 dollar fuck

Come and get fucked up

And get out tha county niggaz get rallyed

Duck in an alley dissapear pear

In an ally

Reapear pear off in cali

If ya fell me daddy early

I was taught like a man man

And we do shiticly

With tha band

Now look at me platnum fuck da rap

We caught a bith made hation

Nation now a dayz on oc-u-pation

So why you hate me still cant fade me

Im waiting on me

Because a point of view was made with the song

Im ready to go pop pop pop pop pop



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Layzie:

How do you see me when you see me

Drinkin on hennesy and reamy

Look into my eyes my shit is dreamy

Begin to scotty beam me up

A bunch of gauge eruptions swolled your whole infantry

Yall betta expect inialation fuckin around with the sct's

Betta be soldiers organized for the love of justice

Armacy, for harmony and nigga in thugs we trust

So nigga i bust so back up off me givin em mercy

Shit is crittical, killin you individual with a ouija type ritual

I diggin a ditch for all you po-po who thought that you could come and raid

There aint no way to be safe nigga its the army briggade

So listen up and hearwhats spoken as i start this locomotion

Retaliate because we chosen all we show is pure devotion



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Wi$h:

Now when ya fuckin with me

Make sure you know what cha doin

Got niggaz dat knowin rollin wit me

Infared to yo head dont beg you dead

We fled, gotta get away, gotta make sure im free

So when you need me i can buck another day

Its a bone thing betta run run

Cuz when ya fuckin with you gonn die die

Dont be suprised bone want your presidents

Wanna run it all run all of it all of it

Fuckin done, fuckin done

Nigga this superstear

Dont pull no gun if you aint no spirit

Click clack back be the sound

These buckers and haters is wrong

Uh, we buckin em down

Trust in me, i harmony i free p's

Eternally bless my soul lord

And everybody that rides with me

Its from me to you, its from me to you(me to you)

Cuz its my point of view

Its just a point of view(point of view point of view)

Yea, and thats why i stay high

So high so high

Like la-di-da-di, la-di-da-di

So high so high



Chorus