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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony ~ Souljahs Marching


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] more free lyrics

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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