Mouse
03-04-2004, 02:15 PM
-Chorus- Walk like a
warrior, walk like a warrior, walk like a warrior (full metal jacket) Walk like a warrior
-Stic. Man- I was trained to defend myself for my brain and my mental health/ The
white man got the wealth, we held back/ We livin’ in hell black/ The nigga just sell crack but
that ain't gon' change this thang/ If you gon' bang then bang for change, don’t bang for
crazy thangs, if not don’t bang/ If you gon' ball, play the game how it should be played/ Can
you dribble a grenade to save your life? You paid the price/ Momma raised you right, now how
you ain't gon' fight/ For the white man loss, hell naw, fuck the cause becauze we gotta get
what's ours/ Gotta struggle for the motherfudkin' power cauze we livin' in the last few
hours/ It’s 11:59 and I think it’s bout time we get on the grind and get out the car, buy 'em a
freedom of mind/ See if we can find ‘em/ We spot ‘em pop, pop, pop the Po Nine/ This is only
a rhyme 'til now don’t get scurred/ Listen to the message in The Word/ Don’t let your site get
blurred/ You heard this righteous word, you might prefer it from a kind out, time out/ I didn’t say
bug out, ball out, blang out/ All ya'll sell outs, get the hell out/ This shit is R.B.G. so bang on
out/ Uh, we people, army nigga, bang on out
-Chorus-
-M1- Yo, yo... What
you know about heart? Can’t be the weak link in the squad/ Gotta look way deep in your
heart/ Anything in the way, gotta go straight through take charge/ Can’t hide from your flaws,
when you ride for the cause cauze a nigga will pull yo' card/ Keep your guard up 24/7 on the
street like you doin’ hard time on the yard/ What you know about hard? Can you assemble
your heat in the dark? Take it apart and clean all the parts? Life is a journey, of course, like
learning a martial art/ You can’t have partial heart, gotta give your all/ If you drop the ball dog
we all fall/ It ain't over 'til the problem solved/ Get yo' back up off the wall/ My niggas is
ridahs, we fighters, we tight as a fist/ R.B.G’s up in this bitch so bang on out/ If yo' khakis is
saggin’ you reppin’ your raggin’ you holdin’ the magnum/ Use it for freedom nigga bang on
out/ All my dirtiest, dirtiest revolutionaries and visionaries don’t be no scary nigga bang on out/
It’s a war goin' on in the streets, we hollin’ fuck the police ain't 'bout no peace nigga bang
on out
-Krayzie Bone- You say you see fifty niggas in all black fatigues, my regime
runnin’ down yo' street/ At the end of the block we got the goddamn cops in they own
precinct/ Tell me what you see/ I see (Flames...) buildings burnin’ motherfuckers trippin’ for a
goddamn purpose/ The police is nervous cause we done observed ‘em/ Now niggas is
thinkin’ about murda/ We ain’t talkin’ no more and we ain't squashin’ shit with po-po/ And we
marchin’ in the middle of the goddamn road cause Martin got smoked/ Niggas ready for war so
get the fuck up/ We finna set this city to fire/ This time when we ride we burnin’ it down, turn
this shit round/ Keep your justice, your peace, you keep bustin’ your heat, aim it at the
crooked officer/ And we wont stop blazin’ til they coughin’ blood/ When I swang my baseball
cap to tha back and get busy nigga/ You say you a souljah? Well get over here nigga we
under attack/ As soon as they done they dead gone/ Murda mo’ come, come they done meet
redrum/ Meet redrum... they done and when we put ‘em in they grave, we toss in a doughnut
and tell ‘em we don’t surrender, surrender, naw
-Chorus-
-Outro- I ain't
talkin' bout no hustla (Walk like a warrior) I ain't talkin' bout no gangsta (Walk like a warrior)
I'm hollin’ at them souljahs (Walk like a warrior) Revolutionary culture (Walk like a warrior)
Bang on out
warrior, walk like a warrior, walk like a warrior (full metal jacket) Walk like a warrior
-Stic. Man- I was trained to defend myself for my brain and my mental health/ The
white man got the wealth, we held back/ We livin’ in hell black/ The nigga just sell crack but
that ain't gon' change this thang/ If you gon' bang then bang for change, don’t bang for
crazy thangs, if not don’t bang/ If you gon' ball, play the game how it should be played/ Can
you dribble a grenade to save your life? You paid the price/ Momma raised you right, now how
you ain't gon' fight/ For the white man loss, hell naw, fuck the cause becauze we gotta get
what's ours/ Gotta struggle for the motherfudkin' power cauze we livin' in the last few
hours/ It’s 11:59 and I think it’s bout time we get on the grind and get out the car, buy 'em a
freedom of mind/ See if we can find ‘em/ We spot ‘em pop, pop, pop the Po Nine/ This is only
a rhyme 'til now don’t get scurred/ Listen to the message in The Word/ Don’t let your site get
blurred/ You heard this righteous word, you might prefer it from a kind out, time out/ I didn’t say
bug out, ball out, blang out/ All ya'll sell outs, get the hell out/ This shit is R.B.G. so bang on
out/ Uh, we people, army nigga, bang on out
-Chorus-
-M1- Yo, yo... What
you know about heart? Can’t be the weak link in the squad/ Gotta look way deep in your
heart/ Anything in the way, gotta go straight through take charge/ Can’t hide from your flaws,
when you ride for the cause cauze a nigga will pull yo' card/ Keep your guard up 24/7 on the
street like you doin’ hard time on the yard/ What you know about hard? Can you assemble
your heat in the dark? Take it apart and clean all the parts? Life is a journey, of course, like
learning a martial art/ You can’t have partial heart, gotta give your all/ If you drop the ball dog
we all fall/ It ain't over 'til the problem solved/ Get yo' back up off the wall/ My niggas is
ridahs, we fighters, we tight as a fist/ R.B.G’s up in this bitch so bang on out/ If yo' khakis is
saggin’ you reppin’ your raggin’ you holdin’ the magnum/ Use it for freedom nigga bang on
out/ All my dirtiest, dirtiest revolutionaries and visionaries don’t be no scary nigga bang on out/
It’s a war goin' on in the streets, we hollin’ fuck the police ain't 'bout no peace nigga bang
on out
-Krayzie Bone- You say you see fifty niggas in all black fatigues, my regime
runnin’ down yo' street/ At the end of the block we got the goddamn cops in they own
precinct/ Tell me what you see/ I see (Flames...) buildings burnin’ motherfuckers trippin’ for a
goddamn purpose/ The police is nervous cause we done observed ‘em/ Now niggas is
thinkin’ about murda/ We ain’t talkin’ no more and we ain't squashin’ shit with po-po/ And we
marchin’ in the middle of the goddamn road cause Martin got smoked/ Niggas ready for war so
get the fuck up/ We finna set this city to fire/ This time when we ride we burnin’ it down, turn
this shit round/ Keep your justice, your peace, you keep bustin’ your heat, aim it at the
crooked officer/ And we wont stop blazin’ til they coughin’ blood/ When I swang my baseball
cap to tha back and get busy nigga/ You say you a souljah? Well get over here nigga we
under attack/ As soon as they done they dead gone/ Murda mo’ come, come they done meet
redrum/ Meet redrum... they done and when we put ‘em in they grave, we toss in a doughnut
and tell ‘em we don’t surrender, surrender, naw
-Chorus-
-Outro- I ain't
talkin' bout no hustla (Walk like a warrior) I ain't talkin' bout no gangsta (Walk like a warrior)
I'm hollin’ at them souljahs (Walk like a warrior) Revolutionary culture (Walk like a warrior)
Bang on out