But yo, they will never take me though, I had to go like Montana, licking, sniffing crazy blow Still I be Hard to Kill like Seagal Warrior built, big
get test me, you break bread with niggas that owe you, I can show you, slowly rollin like these cuts from old school, cookin it up just like its soul
, we're more than thugs With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors We're warriors, we're warriors, we're warriors Eternal your
lethal warriors Now come into my world and you can see that We are more than thugs With just a little twist of harmony Bud smokin' lethal warriors Eternally
Krayzie Bone and the bone with my mighty, mighty warriors With my mighty, mighty warriors 'Cause this is all real, what you see I said, it's all real
' with. Touched down and got with the realest niggas in the town. Now look who's in the Suave House, yes it's truly-yours, Mister Sawed-Off Leatherface, a warrior
crashin' As majestic bells of boats struck shadows in the sun Sayin', it may be the chimes of freedom flashin' Hey, flashin' for the warriors whose strength
me so But yo, they will never take me though, I had to go like Montana licking, sniffing crazy blow Still I be hard to kill like Seagal Warrior built
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
me so But yo, they will never take me though, I had to go like Montana, licking, sniffing crazy blow Still I be Hard to Kill like Seagal Warrior built
looking at me anyway Yo Yo I know that I'm Hardcore Know how to start wars Know how to scar yours in a fist fight Cause toughness is our floor Warriors
clouded his soul (Ehr) Peep his crowd as it grows No matter which route is chose He's climbin right out his grove Don't doubt it how loud it blows
luck, I strike you like you just broke a mirror Black, here's the fact, I manufacture the jams that fracture your program Shatter grain matter with the soul
an immense state of frenzy the creature leaps up off the ridge and hollers with dignity in the now cloudless sky its long red hair blowing freely in
warriors You will serve them well What, what will you write? For whose pleasure, for whose delight? Will your readers see your light? Will you say that the singer can't blow
[Verse 1] Night Blows, Stoves don't work, Hoes at work A warrior, so I wear 'em on my shirt Wish I was free as Che was,I spend a day buzzed Trippin on
that 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