Wasteland Warriors

Krayzie:

Yeah, got my niggas from St. Clair up in this muthafucka,nigga.

P.O.D.'d, my nigga, Sin, fin to put this shit down like this,nigga.

[We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto . . .]

What if we slowed it down? Then, nigga, you would hear me. Iknow

niggas would fuck around and say we tried to steal your style. Come on

to funky town, that's where we gets the rawest, thuggish ruggishBone, so

sho' nuff, that's what they call us. My niggas is older, now, sothey know

when to unload. So, when them funky, funky jump me, gon' beready to

roll [ready to roll]. It's part of no static, see, we just outto get paid, but,

oh no, niggas heard the flow and wanted a piece of the cake. Itkinda

pissed me off that (?) figured they could get skills, but whenkept on

disrespectin', make 'em think we shit's real, nigga. I 'm fromthe Land

where every niggas plan and schemin' for the money, man, so wepackin',

and they don't understand them niggas rappin' but still theyactin' like

criminals. (?) reciprocal, they don't know it, even though. Oh,no, no,

can't let you go. When I pop pop pop [pop, pop], that funk'llgon' blow

you away. Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday.

Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all. Wasteland warriors, westressed, we

stressed, we stressed.

Warriors ride.

[bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, play,play]

Wasteland warriors ride.

[bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, play,play]

War corruptin' my mind.

Souljah Boy:

You know it is, what it's gotta be, ain't no stoppin' me when Ibe

droppin', and these Mo Thug roll the sword from the front andback,

don't stop, but the Double Glock they don't look out for thesewhere

your troops is down to get loose, bitch, sue these stupidmuthafuckas,

don't make me huff and puff and start some ruckus, 'cause theniggas be

down for the count, and the first nigga step up, get shut down. You

shouldna been takin' my fuckin' style that's how we still gon' doit in the

C-Town, arrest me on the rebound. It's the P to the O to the Dfrom the

T to the H to the U to the G. You hoes ain't got mo' killas thanme, so

muthafuck what you's thinkin', brothas don't hit, they're weakand

wrapped up in my sheet, while your bullethole still be bleedin',but here's

the reason for the season's on my muthafuckin' bank. Why youlame, be

actin' strange? Boom to bangs, nigga insanes, out to rearrangethis

muthafuckin' figure, knowin' damn well, I'm a muthafuckin'killa.

Nigga, bow down, and I'm outta your picture. Just might killa,got a cap

peela, nine rounds spiller, we done muthafuck you and you don'twanna

see fade 'em all with the blood heater, streetsweeper get yourass

deceased.

Warriors ride.

[bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, play,play]

Wasteland warriors ride.

[bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, play,play]

War corruptin' my mind.

Bizzy:

Rip quick to kill ya, fill ya, and I hits that quick, nigga, whatyou saw, we

(......?......) somebody (...?...) with a pistol runnin' through(?) and they

call war, ready for the cause, clones get the thug, end upgettin' them

(...?...) gotta break, your face be on that table, ready formore, y'all clone

him, and what if I got my peeps to flip in and vote and go aheadand

smoke 'em, open 'em up, and your luck get fucked-up, ready mebuck

buck buck, I'm still runnin' from feds, (?) all the disrespectbut I won't

get cut and love. Uh-uh. What it makes you want my (?) yes,some are

(?), thinkin' me bloody get with the (?) and roll but I had gunbefore you

knows, don't roll, and I gotta go and face it, so picture menearly dearly

get in judge, roll.

Layzie:

Aw, shit! Nowhere to run; here come judgement day. Let's makethese

jealous bitches pay, uh-huh. I'm off in the midst, and runnin'and chasin'

and casin' your (?), feelin' it might save me, baby, gotta begoin' through

this life, I snatch your life just like it's a day which type'llit be? Come

and roll with this #l nigga in my 500 Benz, you know I got endsto spend,

top ten (?), count dividends, and I'm rollin' still real. Attitude like,

''Nigga, what?'' And me Mo Thug Souljah Boy like all of 'emniggas Mo

Thug employ in my city, destroy y'all, how wicked is this? Itmay be,

nigga just gotta keep real, baby, lately. Little Lay beendodgin' hits, try to

keep all my people safe and outta the way. And you know I getgreater

later, so I continue windin'. It's all about perfect timin',feel me, it's

about perfect timin', hear me. What's on my muthafuckin' mind inthis:

these playa haters got me pissed, bitch. But let me get mygauge.

Leatherface, go get your mask. We gon' blast and roll on these

muthafuckin' niggas, everlastin', everlastin', everlastin',everlastin'--the #l

Assassin.

Warriors ride.

[bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, play,play]

Wasteland warriors ride.

[bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, play,play]

War corruptin' my mind.

Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all. Wasteland warriors, westressed, we

stressed, we stressed.

War corruptin' my mind.

Wasteland warriors ride.

War corruptin' my mind.

Wasteland warriors ride.

War corruptin' my mind.