Field Nigga Boogie

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 Take it back to the days when we raised us up
 'Fore coward-ass rap made the game corrupt
 P-Dog in the cut back to bring the pain
 Puttin' wood on they ass can't stand the rain
 And bring heat over beats, and scratch the itch
 In a no spin-zone fuck a scanadalous bitch
 It's the return of the Bush Killa back to bust
 Just us for the justice, In God We Trust
 I rush truth to the youth - and shine the light
 Take the red pill, open up ya eyes to life
 In this land of these crack fiends sheep and moles
 See us overthrow the hold of this devil control
 And roll deep - (keep it underground for the streets)
 I'm the last cell - (hit em outta bounds, retreat)
 We like ants in this war dance, if one falls
 Ten more's in his place to advance the cause, it's all
 Raw shit
 HELL YEAH
 It's the raw shit
 HELL YEAH
 Do you want the raw shit?
 HELL YEAH
 Everybody Sayin'
 That's the Bomb -(what?) That's the Bomb
 Gotta have the raw shit
 HELL YEAH
 Comin' with the raw shit
 HELL YEAH
 Do you need the raw shit?
 HELL YEAH
 Everybody Sayin'
 That's the Bomb -(come on) That's the Bomb
 I bust a shot and these pigs all dash like renta cops
 These punk ass devils'll never stop
 Fuck 'em all, I draw, they fall
 Bitch, I was raw, ballin' back in the days of yes y'alls?
 Gotta make a fuss, nigga bust an' ride
 See it in my eyes, speak truth or die
 Amerikkka's the motherfuckin' beast and I'm
 Still the same, nigga snatchin' sheets for mine
 Back on the map, and we fade to black
 Fuck rap, see us pickin' off pigs with straps
 And bust on they compound, take control
 Of the precinct, leave 'em all stank an' cold
 It's no justice no motherfuckin' peace, say it
 No justice no motherfuckin' peace, believe
 Long as niggas gettin' beat by these pigs we shoot
 Outta coupes - fuck peace and the boys in blue, we do the
 Raw shit
 HELL YEAH
 It's the raw shit
 HELL YEAH
 Do you want the raw shit?
 HELL YEAH
 Everybody Sayin'
 That's the Bomb -(what?) That's the Bomb
 Gotta have the raw shit
 HELL YEAH
 Comin' with the raw shit
 HELL YEAH
 Do you need the raw shit?
 HELL YEAH
 Everybody Sayin'
 That's the Bomb -(come on) That's the Bomb
 To protect and to serve is a myth to us
 They protect they shit and serve sticks to us
 Fuck a waterhose nigga, those days is thru
 All a pig's gotta do nowadays is shoot
 But who police the police when they
 Beat brothers to the ground like - everyday
 What I'm sayin', what if niggas start shootin' 'em back?
 Spit caps outta gats 'till the beast collapse?
 With an eye for an eye, ain't no time to play
 With an eye for an eye - it's the Amerikkkan way
 Do it big see the jig split wigs of foes
 Bust shots at these pigs - nigga dig the flow and
 Hear us all say power to the people? combined
 Hold court in the streets 'till these pigs comply
 Niggas got no choice but to ride or die
 Put this beast on it's back - genocide's the plight, we bring the
 Raw shit
 HELL YEAH
 It's the raw shit
 HELL YEAH
 Do you want the raw shit?
 HELL YEAH
 Everybody Sayin'
 That's the Bomb -(what?) That's the Bomb
 Gotta have the raw shit
 HELL YEAH
 Comin' with the raw shit
 HELL YEAH
 Do you need the raw shit?
 HELL YEAH
 Everybody Sayin'
 That's the Bomb -(come on) That's the Bomb
 Unless ya wanna live on your knees, throw down (4x)

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Duration
03:58
Key
6
Tempo
106 BPM

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