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Walk Like A Warrior
Lyricist:Lavonne Alford, Clayton Gavin, Anthony Henderson
Walk like a warrior Walk like a warrior Walk like a warrior Walk like a warrior
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 thing If you gonna bang, then bang for change Don't bang for crazy things if not don't bang
If you 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 ain't gonna fight? For the white man's laws hell no For the cause, because we got to get what's ours
Gotta struggle for the motherfucking power 'Cause 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 you'll sell-outs get the hell out This year it's RBG so bang on out Uh, we people army nigga bang on out
Walk like a warrior Walk like a warrior Walk like a warrior Walk like a warrior
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 'Cause 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? Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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 till 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 dirts, revolutionaries and visionaries Don't be no scared nigga, bang on out It's a war goin' on in the streets We hollerin' fuck the police Ain't 'bout no peace, nigga, bang on out
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 buildings burning, motherfuckers trippin' For a goddamn purpose, the police is nervous 'Cause 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 'Cause martin got smoked, niggaz ready for war So get the fuck 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' till 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 Murder 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, no
Walk like a warrior Walk like a warrior Walk like a warrior Walk like a warrior
I ain't talkin' 'bout no hustle I ain't talkin' 'bout no gangster I'm hollerin' at them soldiers Revolutionary culture Bang on out
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