Army of one of one of one of one is my clique My mind is my gun my lyrics is my bullets so watch me as I spit Army of one of one of one of one makes
Lucille ever since to me One more now Lucille Sounds pretty good Can I do one more? I got Lucille Sounds really good I think I'll try one more All
game [Chorus] [Z-Ro:] I'm a one man army I don't need no help my nigga Cause you a buster how could I love yah The only one l love besides myself is
was gone in my room Mad swangas, to mo no blocks, I switch cars like socks Either it's somethin with the roof missin, or a hard white top Remember me, I'm the one
A-S Where you can get good weed good drank, or even get put to rest Down here we rep the Screwed Up Click, or rep the Swishahouse And we don't play games we gon take aim, or
again What will I do for food Living in the ghetto turning boys to men Crooked cops and killers interrupt my mission Tell me will I ever pimp my penn again Hustling is all I can do
over nan one of y'all, one of y'all with fours Could run up on me, and I guarantee that one of y'all gonna fall I'm just here to do my time, not to trouble
one wing or white lung, when your well will you stay since there is a certain modern earth pain only fit for enduring which one does endure like returning
you at? Yo a motherfucking army Do it to them Do it to them They love the way we do it to them We do it to them Calvary [Verse 1: Tupac] Suppress
the Fat Burger Look through the paper it's another black crack murder The city's full of surprises, you can live or you can die You can fuck on the first night, or
mind, why you sweatin me? It's gonna take an army full of crooked ass cops to come and get me Niggaz know I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm under pressure
Never did like the police, let the whole world know Now I gets no peace, cause they chasin me down And facin me now, what do I do? These thangs that
love to break a nigga send em upstate cause they straight-up hate the niggas So what I do is get a crew of zoo niggas Straight fools into rules and do niggas and one
on my TV screen : I see the blood of an innocent child, and everybody's watching. Now, I'm looking out of my window, and what do I see ? I see an army
if we do not disarm For we always in close harmony Four little angels of peace are we There is one thing on which we agree With fall or with friend We
know when I sex well Left them breathless now they're waiting to exhale Waiting to exhale with some competition So come in and test well The next one
jungle where her brothers were slain By a man who danced on the roof of the embassy. Was she a child or a woman, I can't say which From one to another
