Walk Like A Warrior - Explicit Album Version 歌词
| 歌曲 | Walk Like A Warrior - Explicit Album Version |
| 歌手 | YoungStar |
| 专辑 | RBG: revolutionary but gangsta |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Henderson, M1, Stic | |
| (Hook) | |
| Walk Like a Warrior | |
| Walk Like a Warrior | |
| Walk Like a Warrior | |
| Walk Like a Warrior | |
| (M1) | |
| I was trained to defend myself for my brain and my mental health | |
| The white man got the wealth he held back | |
| We're living in hell black and niggaz can sell crack | |
| But that ain't gonna change this thang | |
| If you gonna bang, then bang for change, don't bang for crazy thangs | |
| If not don't bang | |
| If ya gonna ball play the game how it should be played | |
| Can you dribble a grenade? | |
| To save your life you payed the price, mama raised you right | |
| Now how you aint gonna fight? | |
| For the white man's laws hell naw | |
| For the cause, because we got to get what's ours | |
| Gotta struggle for the mother****ing power | |
| Cuz we're livin in the last few hours | |
| It's 11:59, I think it's bout time | |
| We get on the grind, and get out the carbine | |
| With freedom of mind we can see what we can find | |
| If you can spot 'em, pop pop pop the po-9 | |
| This is only a rhyme so now don't get scared | |
| Listen to the message in the word | |
| Don't let your sight get blurred, you heard this righteous words | |
| You might prefer it from a car mic | |
| Timeout, I didn't say bug out, ball out, bling out | |
| All ya'll sell-outs get the hell out | |
| This year it's RBG so bang on out | |
| Uh, we people army nigga bang on out | |
| (Hook) | |
| (Stic) | |
| Yo, Yo, what you know bout 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 | |
| Cuz a nigga will pull your card | |
| Keep your guard up 24/7 on the street like you're doin hard time on the yard | |
| What you know about heart? | |
| Can you assemble your heat in the dark | |
| Take it apart, and clean all the parts? | |
| Life is a journey, a course, like learning a martial art | |
| You can't have partial heart | |
| Gotta get your own, if you drop the bone, dog, we all fall | |
| It ain't over til the problem solved | |
| Get your back up off the wall | |
| My niggaz is riders, we fighters, we tight as a fist | |
| RBG's up in this bitch, so bang on out | |
| If your khakis is saggin, you reppin your rag and you holdin the magnum | |
| Use it for freedom nigga, bang on out | |
| All my dirtiest dirtys, revolutionaries and visionaries | |
| Don't be no scaredy nigga, bang on out | |
| It's a war goin on in the streets, we hollerin **** the police | |
| Ain't bout no peace, nigga, bang on out | |
| (Krayzie Bone) | |
| Me so you see fifty niggaz in all black fatigues | |
| My regime runnin down your street | |
| At the end of the block, we got the god damn cops | |
| And they hope we sink, tell me what you see | |
| I see (bang) buildings burning, mother****ers trippin for a goddman purpose | |
| The police is nervous, cuz we done observed 'em | |
| Now niggaz is thinking about murder | |
| We ain't talking, no more, and we ain't squashin shit with po-po | |
| And we ain't marchin in the middle of the goddamn road | |
| Cuz Martin got smoked | |
| Niggaz ready for war, so get the **** up, we fixin to set the city to fire | |
| This time when we ride we burnin it down, turn this shit 'round | |
| Keep your justice, your peace | |
| And keep blessin the heat, and that there crooked officer | |
| We won't stop blazin til they coughin up blood | |
| Wanna slang my baseball cap to the back and get busy, nigga | |
| You say you a soldier, well get over here nigga we under attack | |
| As soon as they done, they get gone | |
| Muder mo come, come, they done, me red rum, me red rum, they done | |
| And when we put 'em in they grave | |
| We toss in a donut, and tell 'em we don't surrender, surrender, naw | |
| (Hook) | |
| I ain't talkin bout no hustla | |
| I ain't talkin bout no gangsta | |
| I'm hollerin at them soldiers | |
| Revolutionary culture | |
| Bang on out |
| zuo qu : Henderson, M1, Stic | |
| Hook | |
| Walk Like a Warrior | |
| Walk Like a Warrior | |
| Walk Like a Warrior | |
| Walk Like a Warrior | |
| M1 | |
| I was trained to defend myself for my brain and my mental health | |
| The white man got the wealth he held back | |
| We' re living in hell black and niggaz can sell crack | |
| But that ain' t gonna change this thang | |
| If you gonna bang, then bang for change, don' t bang for crazy thangs | |
| If not don' t bang | |
| If ya gonna ball play the game how it should be played | |
| Can you dribble a grenade? | |
| To save your life you payed the price, mama raised you right | |
| Now how you aint gonna fight? | |
| For the white man' s laws hell naw | |
| For the cause, because we got to get what' s ours | |
| Gotta struggle for the mother ing power | |
| Cuz we' re livin in the last few hours | |
| It' s 11: 59, I think it' s bout time | |
| We get on the grind, and get out the carbine | |
| With freedom of mind we can see what we can find | |
| If you can spot ' em, pop pop pop the po9 | |
| This is only a rhyme so now don' t get scared | |
| Listen to the message in the word | |
| Don' t let your sight get blurred, you heard this righteous words | |
| You might prefer it from a car mic | |
| Timeout, I didn' t say bug out, ball out, bling out | |
| All ya' ll sellouts get the hell out | |
| This year it' s RBG so bang on out | |
| Uh, we people army nigga bang on out | |
| Hook | |
| Stic | |
| Yo, Yo, what you know bout 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 | |
| Cuz a nigga will pull your card | |
| Keep your guard up 24 7 on the street like you' re doin hard time on the yard | |
| What you know about heart? | |
| Can you assemble your heat in the dark | |
| Take it apart, and clean all the parts? | |
| Life is a journey, a course, like learning a martial art | |
| You can' t have partial heart | |
| Gotta get your own, if you drop the bone, dog, we all fall | |
| It ain' t over til the problem solved | |
| Get your back up off the wall | |
| My niggaz is riders, we fighters, we tight as a fist | |
| RBG' s up in this bitch, so bang on out | |
| If your khakis is saggin, you reppin your rag and you holdin the magnum | |
| Use it for freedom nigga, bang on out | |
| All my dirtiest dirtys, revolutionaries and visionaries | |
| Don' t be no scaredy nigga, bang on out | |
| It' s a war goin on in the streets, we hollerin the police | |
| Ain' t bout no peace, nigga, bang on out | |
| Krayzie Bone | |
| Me so you see fifty niggaz in all black fatigues | |
| My regime runnin down your street | |
| At the end of the block, we got the god damn cops | |
| And they hope we sink, tell me what you see | |
| I see bang buildings burning, mother ers trippin for a goddman purpose | |
| The police is nervous, cuz we done observed ' em | |
| Now niggaz is thinking about murder | |
| We ain' t talking, no more, and we ain' t squashin shit with popo | |
| And we ain' t marchin in the middle of the goddamn road | |
| Cuz Martin got smoked | |
| Niggaz ready for war, so get the up, we fixin to set the city to fire | |
| This time when we ride we burnin it down, turn this shit ' round | |
| Keep your justice, your peace | |
| And keep blessin the heat, and that there crooked officer | |
| We won' t stop blazin til they coughin up blood | |
| Wanna slang my baseball cap to the back and get busy, nigga | |
| You say you a soldier, well get over here nigga we under attack | |
| As soon as they done, they get gone | |
| Muder mo come, come, they done, me red rum, me red rum, they done | |
| And when we put ' em in they grave | |
| We toss in a donut, and tell ' em we don' t surrender, surrender, naw | |
| Hook | |
| I ain' t talkin bout no hustla | |
| I ain' t talkin bout no gangsta | |
| I' m hollerin at them soldiers | |
| Revolutionary culture | |
| Bang on out |
| zuò qǔ : Henderson, M1, Stic | |
| Hook | |
| Walk Like a Warrior | |
| Walk Like a Warrior | |
| Walk Like a Warrior | |
| Walk Like a Warrior | |
| M1 | |
| I was trained to defend myself for my brain and my mental health | |
| The white man got the wealth he held back | |
| We' re living in hell black and niggaz can sell crack | |
| But that ain' t gonna change this thang | |
| If you gonna bang, then bang for change, don' t bang for crazy thangs | |
| If not don' t bang | |
| If ya gonna ball play the game how it should be played | |
| Can you dribble a grenade? | |
| To save your life you payed the price, mama raised you right | |
| Now how you aint gonna fight? | |
| For the white man' s laws hell naw | |
| For the cause, because we got to get what' s ours | |
| Gotta struggle for the mother ing power | |
| Cuz we' re livin in the last few hours | |
| It' s 11: 59, I think it' s bout time | |
| We get on the grind, and get out the carbine | |
| With freedom of mind we can see what we can find | |
| If you can spot ' em, pop pop pop the po9 | |
| This is only a rhyme so now don' t get scared | |
| Listen to the message in the word | |
| Don' t let your sight get blurred, you heard this righteous words | |
| You might prefer it from a car mic | |
| Timeout, I didn' t say bug out, ball out, bling out | |
| All ya' ll sellouts get the hell out | |
| This year it' s RBG so bang on out | |
| Uh, we people army nigga bang on out | |
| Hook | |
| Stic | |
| Yo, Yo, what you know bout 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 | |
| Cuz a nigga will pull your card | |
| Keep your guard up 24 7 on the street like you' re doin hard time on the yard | |
| What you know about heart? | |
| Can you assemble your heat in the dark | |
| Take it apart, and clean all the parts? | |
| Life is a journey, a course, like learning a martial art | |
| You can' t have partial heart | |
| Gotta get your own, if you drop the bone, dog, we all fall | |
| It ain' t over til the problem solved | |
| Get your back up off the wall | |
| My niggaz is riders, we fighters, we tight as a fist | |
| RBG' s up in this bitch, so bang on out | |
| If your khakis is saggin, you reppin your rag and you holdin the magnum | |
| Use it for freedom nigga, bang on out | |
| All my dirtiest dirtys, revolutionaries and visionaries | |
| Don' t be no scaredy nigga, bang on out | |
| It' s a war goin on in the streets, we hollerin the police | |
| Ain' t bout no peace, nigga, bang on out | |
| Krayzie Bone | |
| Me so you see fifty niggaz in all black fatigues | |
| My regime runnin down your street | |
| At the end of the block, we got the god damn cops | |
| And they hope we sink, tell me what you see | |
| I see bang buildings burning, mother ers trippin for a goddman purpose | |
| The police is nervous, cuz we done observed ' em | |
| Now niggaz is thinking about murder | |
| We ain' t talking, no more, and we ain' t squashin shit with popo | |
| And we ain' t marchin in the middle of the goddamn road | |
| Cuz Martin got smoked | |
| Niggaz ready for war, so get the up, we fixin to set the city to fire | |
| This time when we ride we burnin it down, turn this shit ' round | |
| Keep your justice, your peace | |
| And keep blessin the heat, and that there crooked officer | |
| We won' t stop blazin til they coughin up blood | |
| Wanna slang my baseball cap to the back and get busy, nigga | |
| You say you a soldier, well get over here nigga we under attack | |
| As soon as they done, they get gone | |
| Muder mo come, come, they done, me red rum, me red rum, they done | |
| And when we put ' em in they grave | |
| We toss in a donut, and tell ' em we don' t surrender, surrender, naw | |
| Hook | |
| I ain' t talkin bout no hustla | |
| I ain' t talkin bout no gangsta | |
| I' m hollerin at them soldiers | |
| Revolutionary culture | |
| Bang on out |
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