Wasteland Warriors

(Talking)
 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
 What if we slowed it down?
 Then, nigga, you would hear me
 I know 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 ruggish Bone, so sho' nuff, that's what they call us
 My niggas is older, now, so they know when to unload
 So, when them funky, funky jump me
 Gon' be ready to roll (ready to roll)
 It's part of no static, see, we just out to get paid
 But, oh no, niggas heard the flow
 And wanted a piece of the cake
 It kinda pissed me off that? figured they could get skills
 But when kept on disrespectin'
 Make 'em think we shit's real, nigga
 I'm from the Land where every niggas plan
 And schemin' for the money, man, so we packin'
 And they don't understand them niggas rappin'
 But still they actin' 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'll gon' blow you away
 Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday
 Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all
 Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed
 (Layzie)
 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
 You know it is, what it's gotta be
 Ain't no stoppin' me when I be droppin'
 And these Mo Thug roll the sword from the front and back
 Don't stop, but the Double Glock they don't look out for these
 Where your troops is down to get loose, bitch
 Sue these stupid muthafuckas
 Don't make me huff and puff and start some ruckus
 'Cause the niggas 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' do it in the C-Town
 Arrest me on the rebound
 It's the P to the O to the D from the T to the H to the U to the G
 You hoes ain't got mo' killas than me
 So muthafuck what you's thinkin'
 Brothas don't hit, they're weak and 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 you lame, be actin' strange?
 Boom to bangs, nigga insanes
 Out to rearrange this 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't wanna see fade 'em all with the blood heater
 Streetsweeper get your ass 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
 Rip quick to kill ya, fill ya, and I hits that quick
 Nigga, what you saw
 We? somebody? with a pistol runnin' through?
 And they call war, ready for the cause
 Clones get the thug, end up gettin' them? gotta break
 Your face be on that table, ready for more
 Y'all clone him, and what if I got my peeps to flip in
 And vote and go ahead and smoke 'em, open 'em up
 And your luck get fucked-up, ready me buck buck buck
 I'm still runnin' from feds,? all the disrespect
 But 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 gun before you knows
 Don't roll, and I gotta go and face it
 So picture me nearly dearly get in judge, roll
 Aw, shit!
 Nowhere to run; here come judgement day
 Let's make these 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 be goin' through this life
 I snatch your life just like it's a day which type'll it be?
 Come and roll with this #l nigga in my 500 Benz
 You know I got ends to spend, top ten?
 Count dividends, and I'm rollin' still real
 Attitude like, And me Mo Thug Souljah Boy like all of 'em niggas
 Mo Thug employ in my city
 Destroy y'all, how wicked is this?
 It may be, nigga just gotta keep real, baby, lately
 Little Lay been dodgin' hits, try to keep all my people safe
 And outta the way
 And you know I get greater 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 in this:
 These playa haters got me pissed, bitch
 But let me get my gauge
 Leatherface, go get your mask
 We gon' blast and roll on these muthafuckin' niggas
 Everlastin', everlastin', everlastin', everlastin' - the #1 Assassin
 (Layzie)
 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, we stressed
 We stressed, we stressed
 War corruptin' my mind
 Wasteland warriors ride
 War corruptin' my mind
 Wasteland warriors ride
 War corruptin' my mind