white house Is not a blow job for the poor The rich man gets a suck off `Cause the president`s his whore Why so cold `Cause you`re blown This generation
blown away in the U.S.A. We're blown away every single day They can't stop it 'Cause they are buyin' Their rockets We're blown away in the U.S.A. Overseas
Traduction: Warrior Soul. Blown Away.
Traduction: Warrior Soul. Blown.
re blown away in the U.S.A. We're blown away every single day They can't stop it 'Cause they are buyin' Their rockets We're blown away in the U.S.A.
the white house Is not a blow job for the poor The rich man gets a suck off `Cause the president`s his whore Why so cold `Cause you`re blown This generation
and a 3-2-1 Here comes the rhythm of the warrior's dun Shut out the mind to the God Te-Hun As we begin with the warrior's flex Yeah! Fee to the Fi and
tailor fitted my pain I got scriptures in my brain I could spit at yo dame Straight out the good book, look, niggas is shook Fifty fear no man, Warrior
me You break bread with niggaz that owe you I can show you Slowly rollin like these nuts for most do Cookin it up just like it's soul food Fuck all y'
[singing] Krayzie Bone and the bone, with my mighty-mighty warriors With my mighty-mighty warriors [chorus] Cause this is all real, what you see I said
than thugz, more than thugz, more than thugz With just a little twist of harmony we smokin' lethal warriors We warriors, We warriors, we warriors [
doorway, thunder crashin' As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sun; seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashin' Flashin' for the warriors
longer alone, He's getting out the marrow in your back bone, And the seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll, Gonna blow right down inside your soul
don't really wanna get into, I'll disassemble your nose, and possibly puncture a lung too, With a one then a two combination you're through, Blows from
In the gloom the gathering storm abates In the ship gimlet eyes await The call to arms to hammerat the gates To blow them wide throw evil to its fate
got to get on your knees And praise the only Now your soul lost [Andre Benjamin] Now, OK, now The sun shines The moon glows The wind blows The rain
and clotted his soul Peep his crowd as it grows No matter what route is chose He's climbing right out his globe Dont doubt it how loud it blows
looking at me anyway Yo Yo I know that I'm Hardcore Know how to start wars Know how to start yours in a fist fight Cause toughness is our floor Warriors