[Big Ed]
Chorus
We some mob niggas
Bust your ass out your hilfigers
No Limit mercenary killers
We some thug niggas
We some TRU niggas
What you wanna do nigga
Stomp your ass till your black and blue nigga
We some mob niggas
Bust your ass out your hilfigers
No Limit mercenary killers
We some thug niggas
We some TRU niggas
What you wanna do nigga
Rowdy rowdy bout to act a fuckin fool nigga
[Crooked Eye]
Stick em up, how you like establish 98
Big Ed is the assassin, with a fresh cut cake
No shakes, bet these mob niggas can't wait
For Sausa teach the hits from the south to the yay
Lay em down, military minded made niggas
Low to the Last Don still up we paid niggas
Grave diggers be nothin on gods earth that bleed
Stay TRU to the game and keep close my enemies
Pushing crates and tapes all across the states
It used to be D, but now it's street rap CD's
With made niggas, highly paid niggas
Killers on the payroll, so step nigga, roll niggas
Put a hit out on me I put one out on you
You test one of my soldiers I take your whole crew
Banana clip in, Bavgate and Sausa
Commanded by the colonel P, don't like it we lost ya
[Big Ed]
Chorus
Nigga I say shit like dips quick to empty out clips
Big Ed and Steady Mobbin fuck up your block in one dip
It ain't no stoppin cause we military minded niggas
My first phrase as a kid was momma pass the trigger
The captian of this tank No Limit soldier up in this bitch
Making moves with my thugs nigga I plan to be rich
Tatted up strapped tight with tek 9's and glocks
I'm hittin switches in the four nigga make the front hop
So nigga how many niggas wanna ride with me
I call my niggas when my enemies collide with me
Tank dawgs be the niggas that would for die for me
Cause nina war make them hollow tips fly for me
Steady Mobbin got the Ghost Town riders
And nigga I'm TRU for life, so can't nuttin come beside us
The colonel got the tank bustin on you niggas
Ground troops of war got killers dumpin on yall niggas
Chorus
[Billy Bavgate]
Bavgate screaming Mary Jane when I mob
Nigga point to the west like Sadaam
Rowdy like the ???, nigga off the hook like a baker
Ghost Town niggas keep one up in the chamber
I lived rough as a youth when I was growing up
Tryin to come up I hit a lick on a cigarette truck
I ain't giving a fuck
I'm gettin loose your main mafia nigga in the movie
Big Ed pumpin lead till they dead
I'm a gangsta gettin watched by the feds
Bavgate gettin high till my last day
No Limit soldier till the comet hit the motherfucking bay
[Mia X]
See niggas be screamin TRU like it's the new thing to do.
But TRU is the way of life nigga.
This ain't no motherfucking fad.
Mama Mia, Big Ed, Master P, C-Murder, mister Silkk The Shocker.
First family, Mr. Serv-On, TRU yall
Chorus (In background while she's talking)
We come strapped and we roll thick
We represent that TRU click x4
[Mia X]
Now your better off chasing waterfalls
Cause yall aint even much tryin to fuck around at all
With these TRU plum act a fuckin fool nigga
No Limit soldiers knock your head off your shoulders
We done showed you that we been bout puttin in work
But you bout to have your dick knocked dead in the dirt
So I can show overseas with the Japanese
While you tied up, shit in your pants, on your knees
Please, but aint no reason once it's time for war
So if you start it best believe we're gonna take it as far
As it goes puttin holes in your door while you lay
And your automobile is gettin sprayed on the real
Fuck the drive by shootin and them public affairs
We aint wastin no bullets bitch we know where you are
And we coming like big dick buried deep in the cock
And hoe we aint goin stop till your last man drop
Chorus x2
[Big Ed]
Now when I said take a bullet for my homie I meant it
Before crushed out tanks I was down to did shit
Fist fighting in clubs cause we had to run it
C-Murder was the first with TRU on his stomach
Down to die for TRU so bitch don't flinch
We been click tight way before we were rich
See this tatoo embedded deep in my skin
Before I take it off I give my right hand
I love these niggas, bust slugs, take slugs for these niggas
Even when they do wrong it aint wrong cause they my niggas
Cut my chest and blindfold me
My niggas say they put that on TRU and I believe them like God told me
[C-Murder]
I represent that N-O nigga L-I-M-I to the motherfucking T nigga
Motherfuckers dont really wanna go to war with a nigga like me nigga
I'm Bossalini, they ain't know they better respect a nigga like me fool
I ????? videos doin shows representing my TRU tattoos
I've been a tank dog first family member since day one
P was the only nigga rapping
I wasnt tripping I was there cause I ruled that gun
That's why I get mad when niggas talkin bout TRU this TRU that
No Limit this, went and got a tatoo but nigga, I aint approve of that
Now don't make me lose my mind and go snatch all my logos
Everybody know you aint a soldier cause P aint in none of your videos
So motherfucker stop rappin like you down with my shit
First liutenant of the motherfucking tank represent a real TRU click
[Mia X]
Chorus x2
[Mr. Serv-On]
Aaaaaah!
When you see us, all you see is fame and bitches
When I see myself in the mirror I see a nigga bounded in bloody kisses
Wishes to see my enemies slaughtered
Don't make me harder
Wake up in the morning with this tank on my chest, that makes it easy
For me to digest the stress
Know my nigga P screamed for many years to make some money for us all
And now you niggas tryin to take off my tattoos
and name me tryin to ball (Never)
Believe me nigga when I see ya, you gots to fall (Believe that)
All my tears in my heart (You never know)
And you feel me and this motherfuckin tank will never go (Never never)
I was taught to ride for this, do some time for this
Slang some dope for this and if it came down I'd fuckin die for this
[Silkk The Shocker]
Nigga fa sho (Fa sho)
I'm down to die for this shit.
This No Limit shit bigger then this motherfucker.
Niggas just wanna be down.
Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.
Know what I'm sayin?
Niggas wanna get high with me.
Know what i'm sayin, niggas wanna ride with me.
Nobody wanna die with me or do twentyfive with me.
Know what I'm sayin?
Nigga let me tell you somethin.
P run this shit.
Know what I'm sayin, you know what the fuck TRU is.
All of a sudden niggas wanna leave and shit through the struggle.
And now a nigga on top everybody wanna come back and shit.
I tell my new No Limit soldiers nigga, you gotta be military minded.
Ready to go to war.
Cause uh, everybody want a nigga.
Know what?
I'm a die for this shit cause uh, this is all I got.
No Limit.
I'm out bitch.
[Mia X]
Chorus x2
[Master P]
Big Ed, Fiend, Mystikal.
You all get in, get the motherfuckin money.
And if anybody moves, huh, buck em.
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
Where they at, where they at, get the gat, get the gat
Where they at, where they at, get the gat, get the gat
Where they at, where they at, get the gat, get the gat
Where they at, where they at, get the gat
[Mystikal]
When Mystikal hits the door it go (door squeak)
Fifty cent they goin get ????
I got the things on fire let em burn
Kill everybody plus the women and the churn
Nigga huh, nigga what you goin learn
Where I'm a put you bitch you aint goin return
Get it straight like your hair when you perm
I'm a streak like comin from my sperm
I hope it stick like a motherfuckin fern
Bitch I make ten times what you earn
And for all you bitches concerned
A 211, a 187 goin be confirmed
[Master P]
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
[Fiend]
Womp womp, womp womp
Way I feel with these twin glocks, goin up when the pin drops
And all you fat hogs, chop down it's a thin cop
Or feel hot, you meet my richer nigga taker
With balls on my caper and find her if you gotta maker
Braker, two one one, with my two new guns
Love to see you run, I just use your come
Gun cooked, unhooked for tryin to reach
Including my strap so I unleash the beast
I dare you preach, you got way more then me
And it's just somethin I couldn't ignore you see
Better up somethin, or me and my shottie goin buck up somethin
Snuff somethin, and then night, and slowly cut somethin
[Master P]
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
[Big Ed]
P point out the house, watch me run up in this bitch
Nigga come out that rug, don't make me bust your shit
Nigga dust your shit, hit em with cocain and dope
And after all of my shows I'm gettin head from hoes
Hypnotized by the way that stripper blast
She shoots me deep in a trance
But look in my TRU shit fast or I'm ready to ass
Dont you make a motherfuckin sound
My pistol is pionted right between your frown
Nigga get down on the fuckin ground
With my kids gotta eat rob everybody around
Pull akickdoe (boom), breakin niggas off
Shit get shady when decks em with the sawed off
[Master P]
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
It's a 211, don't make it a 187
it's a 211, don't make it a 187
Uh oh!
See, we can do this the motherfuckin right way.
Just give me the motherfuckin money.
Nobody moves, nobody hurt.
That's it!
Bitch, don't fuckin move, now look what you made me do.
[Master P]
We the worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
The worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
The worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
The worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
[Mac]
Nigga ride with me, ride with me, die with me, die with me
Kill with me, kill with me, bury me a soldier
Don't nobody cry, just keep my name in the sky
Tattoo me, retaliate on them niggas that do me
Back to life, this No Limit shit I represent that
You resent that, you meet my nigga dirty black, that's what I call the gat
Shell sheezie, ask my nigga B Neezie
Big Man, Big Champ, Big Hurt, don't make them killers go to work
>From the south to the east to the middle to the west
Represent your hood, show me where them killers at
[Master P]
We the worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
The worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
The worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
The worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
[Big Ed]
We some soldiers at war, some bout it bout it killers
Represent the tank dogs, street thugs and guerrilas
I aint forgot about my niggas, trigger toters and convicts
San Jose, Frisco, Oak Town and the Rich
Killer Cali be the shit, fuckin with these Down South Hustlers
Got Kane and Abel from the east, midwest be servin them cluckers
No Limit soldier at heart, got TRU on my veins
Now it's tapes and CD's, used to be herion and cocain
[C-Murder]
I'm a motherfuckin fool, respect everything a nigga drop
No Limit run the world nigga, we can't be stopped
Like a blast from my sawed off fool, ha, I'm deadly
Do you really wanna test me nigga, I said I'm crazy
Society done made my whole click go insane
I done seen so many thug figures die in vain
I'm protected by a motherfuckin click full of riders
TRU niggas don't fall off with that tank right beside ya
[Master P]
We the worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
The worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
The worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
The worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
[Lil Gotti Gambino]
I'm a shake these motherfuckers up, believe that
With my family in this bitch niggas bustin with the mini mac
Flash backs of crooked niggas crossin my tie
Lord forgive me but these bitch made burn to die
Give me a forty five, I'm a let this pistol unload
And let the world know, I shake em up fa sho
And I ride with these Gambinos, ????? Feino
[Fieno Gambino]
Uh, shake em up, wet em up, pick em up
Fuckin with these made niggas who don't give a fuck
Now you stuck, layin on your back flat line
Fuckin with Fieno, do one the boss they call ???
Bullets be flyin, closed caskets from automatics
Lives be drastic, these niggas be endin up in plastic
Shit is drastic, mad these niggas ain't laughin
And they wonder why a nigga like me keep on blastin
[Master P]
We the worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
The worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
The worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
The worlds biggest click, No Limit niggas we riders
Playa haters haters
Military minded, usually blinded
Lookin for a crew like mine, you can't find it
We all be soldiers but I'm also an assassin
I came out the womb with my trigger finger blasting
Cock the gauge when I'm up in a rage
Three inch double O shell, I make the front page
Aint here for no stunting but you can get shot
That's how it is when you come up on my block
However, my crew is bout it bout it cause we're better
We ride Range Rovers, Mercedes or Randettas
And if you run up, click clack and cock the hammer
And if you act wild, we all go pow
Hit your girl from the back, I wanna grab that ass
Bust the pubic or a friend, I jump it just as fast
I keep a tight fade, I cut my jerry curl
My fantasy's two women, so nigga watch your girl
Cause your girl looks so good and my wood is still ready, and she knows
She'd rather fuck with a soldier then a buster like you, so here we go
I'm not a scary ass nigga, I never ever wanna panic
I simply bust down with my fully automatic
I watch these killers back when I was a kid
But I bust more shots then they ever did
This is not the last of them B-I-G is just the second
But how many times must I point my hand your direction
You need protection when I'm on the go
Yesterday I purchased a desert eagle four four
You the hoe, I'm a soldier, I'm a soldier, you the hoe
If this is uniroll you would have to catch a cold
Cause hoes get stuck and soldiers get milited
Duckin what you did in the past, yo that's irrelivant
Especially when your not soldier material
Step to me and get away yo that would be a miracle
The beats by the pound, plus the players increase
Big Ed, AKA Assassin, revolutionary
Won't go deep into this subject cause that's against who would
It's just a second knows some niggas that hang out front
Say I'm now all that, hoping you get a tank
But if you think how you figure that you can hang with killers
Charging where the soldiers do, me it's fine
Cause when you cross that line we all pull out a nine
You can see no limit soldiers are mentally binded
In other words, we're military minded
We some military minded niggas (what)
We some military minded niggas (what)
We some military minded niggas (what)
That don't give a fuck about pulling the trigger
We some military minded niggas (what)
We some military minded niggas (what)
We some military minded niggas (what)
That don't give a fuck about pulling the trigger
Silkk(echoin himself):
Now I'm bout to take the world into a No Limit rodeo (feel this)
P can ya understand this one?
Now see we gonna keep it bout it and rowdy
Now I got Mia X, Big Ed and ya know when I'm in here, Silkk the Shocker
It's bout to get serious, so I'm gonna get the world bucked up
Big Ed and Mia X
Where my cowgirls at, here we go, where my cowboys (x2)
Get on the dance floor
Unnhh (yea)
Get on the dance floor
Silkk:
To my thugs(thugs), I say my cowboys(cowboys)grab ya'll lassos and um(Mama
Mia)
All my cowgirls(cowgirls), saddle up, cause yo I'm bout to ride it(ride it
with me)
I got somethin new(Big Ed) ride with us
Big Ed:
I got a new dance for ya
Silkk:
Big Ed tell em how it go
Big Ed:
It's called the rodeo
Put your right arm up, dip, and buck your hips
Put your left arm up, dip, and buck your hips(do it till your saddles right)
Put your right arm up, dip, and buck your hips(come on, bump your hips)
(Come on, buck your hips)
(Do it till your saddles right)
Put your right arm up, dip, and buck your hips
Put your left arm up, dip, and buck your hips(come on)
Saddle me up, come and ride this buckin bronco
Work it out baby, video for the peep show
Dosy doe at the Alamo
Twist your hips like a tornado, explode like a volcano
Bounce up and down like a po-go
Your love it got me fiennin like a nympho, hit ya with the gusto
Erotic trust as we undergo orgasmic eruptions
Baskin in the after glow
I slam my boy like big 5 and domino
Screamin my name like old ladies screamin bingo!
I got ya shakin excess, climactic combos
She's tryin to be quit bittin the pillows
It seems it get wetter the farther in I go
You want me to go deeper? Cause baby I go plenty mo
You can pull my slot all night like a casino
So you can ride me baby, fast or slow
CHORUS:(x4)
Ride like a buckin bronco(ride it, ride it, come on come on)
(Do you like that)
In the rodeo, a rodeo (ride it ride it, come on come on)
(Tell me do you like that)
Ride like a buckin bronco(ride it, ride it, come on come on)
(I know you like that)
In the rodeo, a rodeo (ride it ride it, come on come on)
(Tell me do you like that)
Silkk:
Come on,come on, come on, come on
Grab the lasso, and let me rope them hips
Look I love them tryin take all of it, bittin your lip
Walked in dimonds shine look true that there
Everybody talkin bout look, who that there
Can't let a good thing pass me
Come on boo an get sassy
(Boy you nasty)
I know
Forget about your man, see if you can take this
I don't hate unless it be fake, time to bust, get rape an switch(switch)
Flex the Lex, now I'm like sex in the Benz
Sex unstoppable is it possible to have sex and be friends
So come and ride this bronco, buck and dip
Can you picture this skinny cowboy, between them hips
No limit soldier, so come and ride me baby
Hard to stop when I'm inside ya baby
Now it's the new sheriff in town, down and dirty
Tryin to get this chick to serve me, ya heard me?
Ride it
CHORUS:(X4)
Mia X:
Got your saddle on, now baby I'm a getty up
First I rock steady get it wetter then I buck
Having you screamin my name, (Mama Mia) sugar walls top rankin
Keep a nigga peelin off the frequency be bankin, ah
Let her take a spankin when I ride it back, was fake you out
Playa roll when you ain't shit like an actor
Mac the, wieldest niggas mama tie em down
Silkk scarfs, hand cuffs, ghetto rodeo style now
I can ride for miles, so daddy can you keep up
Gaurenteed to knock that ass out like you been beat up
Heat up, hotter than July, cause big girls don't cry
We take it all stride out, slides up and down
Bounces all around, works it twerks it
Buy Miss Pussy crown, I wears it
I swears it's gonna (for real) be a cold day in hell no doubt
To ever say you want me out at the rodeo(uunhh)
CHORUS:(x4)
Silkk and Big Ed:
Where the cowgirls at where they at
The Bay Richmond
Where the cowgirls at where they at
L.A. California
Where the cowgirls at where they at
New Orleans, Louisiana
Where the cowgirls at Where the cowgirls at where they at
Miami, Florida
Where the cowgirls at there they go
Atlanta, Georgia
Where the cowgirls at there they go
Charlette the Caralinas
Where the cowgirls at where the cowgirls at where the cowgirls at
There they go
New York east-coast
Where the cowgirls at there they go
Chicago, Illinos
Where they at where they at there they go
Cleveland, Ohio
Where the cowgirls at there they go
Houston, texas
Where they at there they go
Jackson, Mississippi
Where they at there they go there they go there they go
North Mid-west Down-south West-coast
Ungh!
(Rodeo)
nigga, and we don't give a fuck
if you don't give a fuck
then we don't give a fuck
if you don't give a fuck
then we don't give a fuck
you got a problem with us
we'll shoot this bitch up
chorus
[Big Ed, Silk]
My entourage be some souldiers
fool I thought I told ya
nigga we bust at the rollers
and knock your head up off your shoulders
cause you don't want to see us
cause if you do
glock cocked with ski masks nigga
a bunch of killers with tattoos
[Silk]
ahhhh atten hut
about face to his head
nigga in charge
label full of killas and drug dealas
convicted thug niggas and tank doggs
how you like me now bitch
got to run it with a whole gang of hard hittas
ya'll have to check us or respect us like
motherfuckin guard sentence
better duck when I bust you
ya killed numb
I'm in a rush so don't touch me
sayin fuck ya'll feel it
blowin out the past though
but I be playin you assholes
startin wars like Castro
enemies casket close ask my foes
look knock em down like back door to the end
like I'm ten fold
never go to war with us niggas
unless you can last hoe
look I stay muggin therefore I stay thuggin
look fuck who you with I lose you bitch
you mean nothing to me like my fuckin play cousins
now we heartless sleep in the dark
cause you don't want to start shit
told you I'm a soldier bitch
I come to get you if I'm mobile like I was cordless
like a phone let it be known
I'm from the land of the trigga slangers
nigga bangers
that's why in the morning
I sign nothing with my trigga finger
so don't test me
chorus X2
[Big Ed]
now if you see me
ski mask glock cocked
17 shots hit your whole block
oh you're not when your ladies panties drop at the hotel spot
lock now load tank doggs explode
see the whites of their eyes unload
for the automatics empty magazines, then reload
nigga what, nigga wet who them bustas be with
I got a 120 round clip for situations like this
I'm makin gangstas move wearin gangsta shoes
my entourage is bout it bout it makin gangstas groove
Silkk the shock what's that on your stomach
(Silk) That's my TRU tattoo
well I'll be god damned nigga
cause I got that on my stomach too
No Limit Soldier, military steppin
cock back your weapons
Glocks, Hechler Kochs, Sig Sauers, Rugers, and Smith & Wessons
Big Ed be the captain of this army who pops
me and another killer fuse here
so you really didn't harm me
murderous onslaught, my entourage keeps blastin
nigga the only way you can see me is inside the outcome
ASSASSIN
chorus X2
[Mystikal]
fool if I aimin at your motherfuckin head
bitch I ain't gonna miss you but your people gonna miss ya
my heart colder than the air conditioner
they breakin and duckin and dodgin to get out the way
from the fuck of my picture
it just a ridiculous
I'm prove it to you
if it's cool, then it's cool
if I say move, then you better move
I done told you we No Limit Soldiers we ballers we on a mission
now can't nobody hold us we outta control on you bitches
that's what we remainin
maintainin, ya'll ain't hangin
from what we brangin
we put that jock in the knock and it's bangin and sangin
I know what you thinkin
but before you can do you screamin Don't shoot
that's your ass options are limited
now whatcha gon do
if you're a bitch, you gon cry like a pissy baby
if you're on your shit, get your skinny let em fry like bacon
if you're scared, say you're scared (I'm scared)
then know I'm breakin your neck and breakin that leg
as soon as I put this shit down for Big Ed
this entourages is vicious that's my dog
that's my niggas, that's my fuckin cool edition
chorus X2
(Big Ed)
Chorus
Nigga make some room, nigga back up, back up
No limit soldiers bout to act up, act up x2
(Big Ed)
Ha, Ha were my mother fuckin soldiers, its time for war (attention)
salute your captin time to get even
Fire in the hole take cover
got you punk ass nigga trippin fallin over each other
Seen that 50 calibur spit that bits, unload, reload and extra an clip,
I thought i was watchin gymnastics the way i seen that hoe flip
Its the A-S-S-A-S-S-I-N who am i (the assassin)
Big Ed be puttin it down like dat get your gat
A-R fully automatic now whatch how act
It's survival of the roughest nigga, toughest nigga
When im drinkin happy, so they call Mr. bucka nigga
Ask my nigga Chris Artis he say No Limit niggaz be the hardest
>From Coast to coast regardless
Better then the last soldiers, throw yo nut, nigga what nigga what
Chorus x2
(Mia X)
N-O -L-I-M-I-T (Repeat)
Bout it niggaz from the streets (Repeat)
TRU is what we claim (Repeat)
We break that ass then we take names (Repeat)
Sound off (Click Clack)
Sound Off (rat tat tat tat)
Break it on down (We aint to be played with)
Shit! startes better take heat
Ya'll could fuck around and get smoked like weed
Bleed like a minstral, boy dont play no games
We done give a fuck about tha family's pain
All the game is me find me in the N.O.
Told ya he's got no name once the 50 sprain
Who ya kiddin 2, whatcha been through
Aint the issue, choppers hit you
Nigga soldiers tryin to spit you
Rip you you to pieces leave you funky like feces
Talkin ride ride know when you aint tryin to see
Tthese down south about more problems than a lil
Watch out the bound nigga comin 4 your grill
The real feels so they tryin our shit
Why the fakes hate because they cant relate
Nut fuck it we got duckets in the buckets for a rainy day
And Momma Mia's verbil A-K gon spray 4 my Soldiers
(Mac)
Nigga die die die in the swingin battlefield (field)
You can kill me if you kill (kill)
I got that horse shoe on my grill (grill)
I'm a soldier (soldier )I never die (never die)
When you No Limit niggaz, we stay camoflage (camoflauge)
wooo!
The full metal jacket that Mac it i pack it clickin clackin
T start spittin, they start subtractin
No retreat no surrender never take me alive
Got the game in my vein and the killer in my eye
I'm shellshocked i aint you clock spittin and aint no bull shitin Murda,
murda that when yell before i serv ya
A-S-S-A-S-S-I-N dont make me dig into the hearts of men Wooo!
Chourus
(C-Murder)
Im a motha fuckin no limit soldier till im dead and gone ya heard me and
i aint going never let a bitch nigga serv me
Bitch im bossalini that means I run all this shit
First leiutenant of a bunch of ignant niggaz in my tru click
Fo the fedz if my regrets be real
I cant explain why all my mother fuckin enimies is gettin killed
We No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya
Make millions on rap my lyrics burn like dolja
We breed fight machines military minded mother fuckas
With a past of sellin crack 2 some cluckers
So make some room nigga, cause we combat ready
So back up , back up, or you gon fell this meshedie We Soldiers
(Snoop)
na,na.na.na.na.na.
Now i can lay play you or just spray you
Buck you up or fuck you up or just chill
And i will on real nigga
But id rather not speak on it cause i know niggaz be litenin and twistin
shit
My vision is to stomp on niggaz like a marin core vet
We ease your stress with 2 to your chest
Mr gangsta ganasta how ya do dat
I'm a tru tankdawg & all ya'll niggaz already knew that
I got 2 kids in the back seat of my tank
And 4 rights on the front door
And every state i go to hoes have to salute me
Even though they know they niggaz probably wanna shoot me
But thats what big pokey & big V-90 there fo
C-murder is fool and Big Ed you know hes got tools
And Silkk got all the bitches in high school
Livin the life of a no limit soldier man that shit is way too cool Now I
don't know what ya'll been told
(I don't know what yall been told)
But gangstas and soldiers boy they roll
(Gangstas and soldiers boy they roll)
Guns ammunission and plenty of weed
(Guns ammunission and plenty of weed)
And a couple bad bitches oh yes indeed
(Couple bad bitches oh yes indeed)
Sound off 1-2 Sound off DPG
N-O L-I-M-I-T
[Master P]
You know what?
This ghetto got me so crazy
My life, it almost feel like I'm a phone call or ring away from death
Ain't this fucked up
Big Ed, tell a story of the streets
[Big Ed]
My nigga Jay got his ass snatched, why wasnt he strapped
Kidnapped by four niggas dressed in black
Ahh dats it, They called his momma
Told her, no joke, we got your son, she updated me on da drama
Her voice trembled, she was hysterical
The bounty was a hundred G's
for her to ante up, it would take a miracle
Shes very spiritual
She got on her knees and prayed to god that I would help her yo
We'll get em back, I do anything to help my dawg
Try to relax, I hit you back, let me make some calls
For situations like this,
I keep a safe full of money with 100 round clips
I told my lady, get the cash and the mags
No questions asked we filled it up in a duffle bag
I through in my camoflauge fatiques
My A-R, a hand grenade, and an ounce of weed
Head out the front, put the bag in the truck right next to the M-1
And the pistol grip pump
Hit ma dawgs on the celly mercenary group of killers
We're methodical niggas with infered triggers
Put the Lexus in reverse, and let's roll double 0
Limo tint big body black four do'
Meet V-90 at the diner with Burt bought my bad ass hoe China
Who smoke this dope out her vagina
Chocolate, jet black hair , slanted eyes you shoulda seen her
Bad ass body look, flexible like a ballarina
Seated at a booth, three niggas with broad and bullet proofs
Met for combat, made more calls, met up the troop
I told em Jay got snatched
The Dowen boys got connects on silencers for gats
Bring me four, meet me by Jay mom's crib
I'll be there in ten, it's time to get it how we live
When I got there she said that the jackers know about me
That I got cheese with the Miller boys at the Calliope
Now they want two fifty, it's cool though
It's time to act a fool though, heard a knock at the front door
Reach up my shirt and put the gat to the peep hole
(Who is it?) It's my nigga Boz, open up the door
And Red nigga, these niggas down to kill nigga
But hold up, the plot gets thicker
He said, Jay's a trick ass nigga, nobody snatched the nigga
He's plottin on me, tryin to get richer
He's hiding at the Motel Six, room two twenty
How many hoes in this world, man nigga plenty
Boz got this hoe named wendy, stripper slash dancer
Red met her at Chocolate Sixty in Atlanta
She got a twin sister Candy, Boz hooked Candy to Jay
Jay fell in love with the hoe and got a baby on the way
But he's broke and busted, down and out disgusted
Scheming on me, him and Candy discussed it
Candy told Wendy, and Wendy told Red
Red told me my nigga Jay wants me dead
Not my nigga, but I gotta investigate
We drove to the Motel Six, seen his car, checked the liscense plate
(Yeah that's him) See what happens when you try to pack fair
Peeped in the window, seen Jay gettin rolled in the chair
That's that hoe Candy, workin it backwards
Lookin at her titties got my dick hard like she's a private dancer
Kicked the door down, his pants down, my gat in his face
Pushed the hoe off the nigga and shot his dick off his waist
And that naked hoe Candy pussy is wide open
Jay can't believe she betrayed him, his eyes is wide open
Jay tell me why nigga, before you die nigga
I would have gave you some money, didn't have to lie nigga
But I can't kill ya cause a nigga love you too much
So V-90 shoot him in his head and throw him in his own trunk
Watch your click (watch your click)
Cause niggas switch when you get rich
That tek and ski mask cause life's a bitch
Big Ed(Lady):
Man, fuck man
Hey Lou man, don't you get new fuckin phone man
You can't even page nobody on this mutha fucka man
Man fuck that man, look my nigga finger gettin all tired an shit man
Nigga get a new fuckin phone, man I gotta call my old lady man, fuck
(Hello?)
Wooo now, what's up, it's me, what ya doin
(Uh, waiting for you)
Uh, that's cool, but look um, I'm takin that red
I'll be there first thing in the mourning
(Ok)
You know tomorrow your day huh?
(For sure baby, but what we gonna do?)
Let's take a ride with the top down(top down)
The sun is out, just me and you
Drop your baby by your mama's house
Because today is your day, everything is right
And tonight we hot tub by the candle light
Drive up the coast(up the coast)
And look at the ocean
You deserve a man to give you all his love and devotion
I got the love potion(uh huh), for your fallin heart
Don't let this world get you down, don't fall apart
You see, money brings joy, but just for a moment
Most men think that's enough, but see, me, I'm up on it
You need qualitly time, companionship
Pack your bags up, and lets go take a trip
Tahoe, NASA, whatever you want
I know the secrets how to keep you
Do what he won't, do for you
Plus erotic positions
Tongue lickin got ya quiverin without intermission
Chorus:
Jump in the ride and close the door
I'ma take you places you never gone before, come on
(Just me and you)just me and you(just me, and you)just me and you
We can do it all night, and experiment
It'll be so good you run and tell all your friends, come on
(Just me and you)just me and you(just me, and you)just me and you
Big Ed:
Yea I'm a freak, but I'm a freak for you
There aren't to many things that I won't do
But I haven't done this to all, only a few
But I'm a do this to you, cause your my boo
Take you on shoppin sprees(uh huh)
Beach walks for talks(uh huh)
And I will lie in bed next to you, even after dark
Now I ain't Casanova(Casanova)
I just know how to treat ya
And when I'm dickin you down is the only time I will beat you
Some niggas play hard, like they don't need love
Like the only thing they need
Are they niggas and bud
But ain't no high like passion
Like when our hips are crassin
Or when we just chillin, sittin back and laughin
Be my queen, I'll be your soldier
When times are hard
Keep your faith in me and keep your faith in god
And we can make it, ain't no truer two
Cause there's no limit, it's just me and you
CHORUS
Lady:
Well baby here I am, ready to take your hand
On that eternal ride, stay forever by your side
Lovin everything you do, and my girls wish they had you too
But your down to only be my man
Me and you I hope they understand
[Big Ed]
Yo, Funky Sons, help me out
Chorus
[Sons of Funk]
I'm yo soldier (every soldier needs some thug love)
You'll never find another (every soldier needs some thug love)
I'm yo soldier (every soldier nees some thug love)
You'll never find another (every soldier needs some thug love)
Like me
Verse 1
[Big Ed]
Had my back ever since I was pulling 211's
The rich dude, I was on my knees trying to shoot a seven
Even when there's no food in the fridge, you say you're lucky to have me
Never tripped on the life I live
You had my kid, you held my strap to prove it's for life
You got Lady Assassin tatted on your back, sometimes I don't act like I should
You still understand what I'm going through, the pressures from the hood
I'm trying to make it all good forever
I can't see living life without me and you together
I know I'm gone a lot trying to make it, but just have patience
It's all for you, my soul I'll stake it
[Chorus]
Verse 2
[Silkk tbe Shocker]
See you're a star, met you at the bar, seen you through the Cartier frames
Excuse me miss, I'm Silkk the Shocker, TRU is the clique that I claim
Money and wealth, good times and bad times, that just comes with the game
Don't trip on the females and shit, miss, look, that just, like,
comes with the name
I need a down girl that's down to ride
See that girl, look, 3-5-5 Ferrari parked up on the outside
I live the life of a thug, that's why I'm never smiling
Got out the projects with my thugs, I'm probably on some like island
See, I'm a soldier and I need a soldierette like you
Hot tubs, backrubs, celebrating over dinner for two
Said you wanna go to war, let's see if you can last for the 2nd round
And I don't know, there's something about ya, makes Silkk the Shocker
wanna settle down
Now what, I told ya
[Chorus]
Verse 3
[Master P]
I hang with killas and gees to get my cash on
I need a thug girl at night to get my smash on
Lingerie with the camoflague (camoflague)
Hennessey with the weed, baby girl I'm at the front line
And we can do it til we weak (til we weak)
A little Isley brothers, me and you, between the sheets
In the game getting rowdy (Ungh!)
But don't trip, `cause tonight me and you gonna get bout it bout it
Huh bruh?
repeat chorus twice
Master P(O'Dell):
Ya know what(I miss you)
Its' like, uh? How many times(I really miss my homies)
We must go through this how many records we gotta make like this
(I miss you) but ya know what?
It seem like uh? It's a never ending game
All right P(I miss you) to all the fallen soldiers out there
(I'm prayin for you homies)
And Big Ed, people, Cory Green(I miss you) rest in peace
Big Ed:
I'm fightin tears back, the lord knows it hurts
All my family dressed in black, cause a love one rising to ???
Reminising on good times, some bad times too
But i gotta keep on smiling cause he would want me to
But it's hard to accept this loss
It's drivin me crazy, see my aunty suffer the death of her only male baby
(Be strong)
I'm at your funeral strapped, ready to kill
I look in the eyes of my new born and they told me to chill
I will always keep you with me
Cory can ya hear me
I feel cheated but to cope I keep, pourin out henney
Your youngest sister took it the hardest
Couldn't let go of your casket
Begging you to come back, times are gettin so drastic
I spoke at your funeral and broke all to peaces
Tears overflow from friends, nephews and nieces
Your girlfriends is pregnant, so you left your mark
And to al our memories I'll keep them close at heart
O'Dell:(x2)
I miss you
I really miss my homies
I miss you
Mac:
I remember we used to sit in class
We was either yappin bout rappin or lookin at some ass
Talkin bout one day we was going to make it in this rap game
Like normal teens we was young, black and broke
So all we had was dreams
You got a record deal and that's when everything changed
You started, hanging with the wrong niggas and thangs
I wasn't trippin when you saw me, I still smoke and say wooo
It's funny how you never really get a chance to say good bye
Cause you never know when they gone go
We was suppose to do ???
But I remember your last night
Some nigga told me Mac your boy, daddy all gone and I said ya right
Next day it was official(official), give me some tissue
I'm a G, but still I miss you
May God be with you
O'Dell:
I know it's a dream but I wish you could come back to me,homey(my homey)
But your long gone away, so I'm missin you
I miss you
I really miss my homies
I miss you
I miss you
I'm prayin for you homey
I miss you
(I miss you)I miss you
(I miss you)I really miss my homies
(I miss you)I miss you
(I miss you)(ohh ohh)
I miss you(ohh ohh)
I'm prayin for you homies(ohh ohh ohh)
I miss you(ohh ohh)
(Ohh ohh ohh)
[Master P]
Uhhhhh!
Ha Ha.
Big Ed, Full Blooded, and Mystikal.
Whether it's in the bed with the hoes on these streets we go to war.
[Big Ed]
The battles begun heavy kissing on the front line
Strategic and bout it to explode like a land mine
So you wanna go to war huh
You brought the camoflauge panties and maching bra to get down huh
Big Ed's a soldier and your a soldierette
Nuclear warhead in the trenches watch to get you hot and wet
Bet that a war would last as long as Vietnam
Bet that when you cum it will drop like atomic bombs
Bet that I pack a 50 cal. desert eagle
That will leave you shaking in the trenches here comes the sequel
Wondering what the gats and the blitz
Your grenade exploded so many times that you cant believe this
She look at me she swolled 220 and sewed up
>From the size of the monument, chocolate and tatted up
It's going to be war when I hit you
Love to get with you
Strip for daddy now let me take your picture
[Mystikal And Big Ed]
Nah it's time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Time to go to war huh
Time to go to war whicha
Go to war with me, right now
Nah it's time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Go to war with me, right now
[Full Blooded]
I make them niggas wonder
Would I fuck should I
Could I fuck your old lady
Think I would you must be crazy
I'm a down ass nigga (nigga), dont ask me that
Cuz if I put up in her cat you'll be getting me back
The clock is that
Don't let them tell you that money dont fuck
Put your trust in a bitch yous a sitting duck
Now peep this nigga peep this, peep this
Challenge my mack 10, I'm knocking you off balance
And its right nigga puttin a fight kill your prey
And a t-shirt go to hell with blood stain
And this TRU so too busy out for your loot
Enough surrounded by the stresses in black suits
Your girl polishes your shoes
Don't be mad you did what you had to do
The nigga died when you passed through
A half played the funeral around the clock
My first stop is the killa to the dangerous spot
[Mystikal And Big Ed]
Nah it's time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Go to war with me, right now
Nah it's time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Go to war with me, right now
[Mystikal]
Stop that dance, ohhh
Starting to make me feel like freaky Jason or Marilyn Manson
OK baby you better stop that
The dingaling I swing make me the king topcat
I give my props back but you try to block that
My rock at where you not at, my cock at where your box at
I handled my business I know what you did last summer
You trifling ass bitch I know what you did in that hummer
Now drop yo fucking draws bitch get lowballed crawled
I shut it down mike him with the small tongue
Incoming, I'm cumming, cool, I done told you to
But do you suck dicks are you a peter pumper
Drop yo fuckin self right now mother fucker
Bocka bocka, wacka wacka, blucka blucka
Chucka chucka chucka, I tear that ass up
[Mystikal And Big Ed]
Nah it's time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Go to war with me, right now
Nah it's time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Go to war with me, right now
Nah it's time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Go to war with me, right now
Nah it's time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Time to go to war
Time to go to war whicha
Come to war to war with me, right now
[Big Ed]
Throw your hands up if you gettin down tonight
Throw your hands up if you gettin freaky tonight
Now don't be shy see you twirkin over there baby
The way you bouncin work your hips drives a man crazy
Now you can get real freaky still be a lady
So bring it over here, over here, right here baby
I see you slide across the floor with that look in your eye
I'm tryin to get to the center of your creamy thighs
Cause I'm a playa, I do what the playas do
Why don't you come by my house and bring your homegirls too
So we can have a pool party, bikini's and skins
Alazay's, moet, who got the hen
Let the party begin, all over your body
Rowdy rowdy party, everybody gettin naughty
[Big Ed (Mo B. Dick in background)]
(Can you come home with me)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
(Yeah, you come home)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
(Can you come home with me)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
(Yeah, you come home)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
[Mr. Serv-On]
Say that, I like that, you know that I want that
Believe that, in fact you know me
Mister hit em up, I love to get em up
Baby doll if it's personal between us,
hold your breath, I might lick em up
Sike, hold your flesh tight when I approach ya
Lil Kim couldn't coach ya, leave you with your legs shakin
I love slicin cake, take it blow my candles
Don't let the handle on my S-4 provoke ya
I'm like Oscar De La Hoya
Boxin in your water like Biggie Smalls
After tonight, you wanna have my baby
But slow your roll lady
And ride the tank, I'm a do what he can't
[Big Ed (Mo B. Dick in background)]
(Can you come home with me)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
(Yeah, you come home)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
(Can you come home with me)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
(Yeah, you come home)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
[Big Ed]
We can do it in multiple positions
I'll outscrew any other competition
Beat it up like a boxer in submission
Leave you lyin like you need a mortition
Bring your girlfriends hun, I got plenty to go around
I wear hundred bone, got beats by the pound
Aint no use in frontin cause you already know
Your homegirl told you, I'm a actual pro
I love you long time cause I'm on the ginsing
We get on the floor after we bust the bedsprings
I'll make you sing, orgasmic screams
And when your fantasies, I'll fullfill your dreams
[Big Ed (Mo B. Dick in background)]
(Can you come home with me)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
(Yeah, you come home)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
(Can you come home with me)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
(Yeah, you come home)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
(Can you come home with me)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
(Yeah, you come home)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
(Can you come home with me)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
(Yeah, you come home)
Do you wanna come home with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight
Chorus: Fiend (repeat 2X)
Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas
Don't make me have to bust them niggas, bust them niggas
My fourtyfive will dust them niggas, dust them niggas
Don't make me have to touch them niggas, touch them niggas
[Fiend]
It's F-I-E, O.G. ready to prove that I'm strong enough
Prepared to rip a nigga down if he look at me long enough
I'm supposed to be fucked up with my mental capacity
That's why these killers and they old ladies be coming after me
They won't be no more after me including my body faculity
Look at my name, I'm to blame for all these casualties
No one as bad as me, I search the galaxy
And I'm willing to put up my No Limit royal salary
Go ahead make my manner please if the yapping don't decease
When I stomp, you ???, get up and catch a breeze
I ain't lying I'm horrifying, I'm the bull up in the pit
Full of that shit, and ain't resting till you get your ass whipped
Know what I'm sayin
Chorus
[Magic]
Still keeping it real, smoking weed, drinking hennessey
Every nigga around me that's why none of you niggas can bother me
I'm gettin fucked up so how many wanna ride with me
If you got a blunt get it lighted, come get high with me
I like to smoke till my lungs can't take no more
Got me ducking and diving like I'm strung out on coke
But still one of the most dangerous niggas you ever came across
Better cock my shit and bust until they label you lost
With no remorse, me, Fiend, Big Ed goin be all right
We be ???, come to the show and still gettin high
Talkin bout where my niggas at and where the bitches at
Where the fuck my niggas at, let's get this party started
Chorus
[Big Ed]
Now when I said fuck yall niggas, best believe that I meant it
For every bullet that hit your dome best believe my gat sent it
Niggas talk shit and repent it, cause they know my hollows did shit
I'm back on the streets as a hitman cause my stash is gone I spent it
Gotta jack you for your paper, I'm a No Limit terminator
Hit you like a gladiator, shake you like an alligator
What's up now bitch, when I hit your town get shot or duck down
????? get buck down, two sheds get high no time for showdown
Slow down, I got my gat all in your face
Don't make me sound this bitch off like I'm about to start a race
And leave your head all over the place now that ain't no fun
187, redrum, redrum, cause murder be the outcome
Chorus
[Fiend]
Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas
I said fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas
I said fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas
I said what's up with them niggas, what's up with them niggas
Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas
I said fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas
[Master P]
Oh yeah, and to our enemies
We don't hate you but uh, we got a place for ya
Cause uh
Somebody goin die tonight
No Limit assassins goin ride tonight (What's up Big Ed nigga)
Somebody goin die tonight
No Limit assassins goin ride tonight
Uhhhhhh, ha ha
My motherfuckin guns and my duty nigga
And let me handle my motherfuckin business
I served an ounce of cocain, and now I'm trapped in this game
So much weed to the brain, got you bangin for change
But I'm a No Limit soldier, tattooed in blood
Federal OZ's sold keys and now heroin and drugs
And this game got me trapped cause I've been bustin at bitches
And I've been standin on these projects countin up keys and kits
And these hoes wanna kill me, see me dead cause I'm rollin
And everything that I ride I pay with cash it's not stolen
Now I don't trip on no bitches and I don't trip on no niggas
You wanted the dope and some cain, now how'm I supposed to deliver
I got my game that's my G, I fuck with killers and ballers
I live for today and tonight so nigga fuck tommorow
See I'm a soldier for life, give me my duties and my stripes
And fuck everybody else, and we gotta ride tonight
See I'm a soldier for life, give me my duties and my stripes
And fuck everybody else, and we gotta ride tonight
[Big Ed]
I'm on my way to N.O. with four keys of cocain
I got murder on my brain with the trunk full of thangs
P told me meet him uptown, it's time to get dirty (third ward)
Got a bunch of niggas tatted up screamin ya heard me
Got them bout it bout it bitches ready to fuck
I said it bout it bout it nigga, cause they're ready to bust
Put my guns in the sky (sky), bullets goin fly (fly)
And I ain't satisfied till all my enemies die
[Master P]
See I'm a soldier for life, give me my duties and my stripes
And fuck everybody else, and we gotta ride tonight
See I'm a soldier for life, give me my duties and my stripes
And fuck everybody else, and we gotta ride tonight
Now drive nigga
We did that
No Limit soldier!
Woo woo!
[talking:]
The trunk on these bitches brah, come on Verc'
Pass me that chopper nigga
[Intro:]
Let's take it to the trunk, motherfuck them niggaz
Let's take it to the trunk, gun play nigga
Let's take it to the trunk, all day nigga
Let's take it to the trunk, yeeeah nigga
[Big Ed:]
I get tried, of these motherfucking niggaz talking shit
I guess they think they bad, cause they hanging with they click
But they don't know I'll click, and kill they whole click
I take it to the trunk, and let the rounds spit
See I don't give a fuck, I never gave a fuck
You get your ass shot, bout to burn this nigga up
I'm on the dance flo', push and shoving with the thugs
Got a drink in my hand, acting rowdy in the club
That's my nigga Vercy 9, Big Poke is stacked
Rowdy got my back, Po' and Ro got the gats
Special Forces Ops, bout it as the fuck
And if y'all niggaz doubt it, then y'all niggaz run up
Oh you think you tough, well I'ma call your bluff
Keep his ass by the bar, bitch you can't fuck with us
Hit that bitch with a bottle, got his ass throttled
Thrown out by security, fuck we back tomorrow
[Hook:]
So you gonna get your boys, (you know where to find me)
So you gonna get your toys, (you know where to find me)
I heard you niggaz got beef, (you know where to find me)
You wanna take it to the streets, (you know where to find me)
So you wanna go to war, (you know where to find me)
Nigga who you looking for, (you know where to find me)
You got my name in your mouth, (you know where to find me)
You wanna see what I'm about (you know where to find me)
[Big Ed:]
I'm from a little city, Richmond California
Day time or night time, niggaz'll run up on you
Hoes shaking ass, but they bout that cash
And they will jack you for your Visa, keep your 4-5 on the dash
Flossing at the lake, drop top Mustang
Daytons and vogues, old school doing big thangs
Seen this hoe named Tracy, man this broad hates me
All because I'm fucking her friend, and ain't fucked her lately
Now she's talking shit, spit on my car and shit
I ain't gon take this shit, I'm bout to rough her up and shit
Then I thought quick, fuck I ain't gon do that
Got two guns in my car, and in the car got a fat sack
Police will hang my ass, five years mandatory
So I just listened to this bitch, tell her story
Her brother's gonna do this, her cousin's gonna do that
Well fuck I ain't hard to find, you know where I be at
[Hook]
[Chorus - x2]
We some head busters, nigga we don't quit
We some head busters, don't make me bust your shit
We some head busters, rounds and we split your bricks
Don't start no shit there won't be no shit
[Big Ed]
I bust shit, gush shit, with multiple gats
Bitch I was raised in this shit nigga pray for combat
Military minded rough, rugged and raw
I got Tank Dog niggas, Special Forces and S.A.W.
Ready to bust shit up, ready to fuck shit up
We come fully strapped to burn the whole block up
Now that's a wrap like anaconda
My whole team moves in silence like a stealth bomber
Now you don't want to fuck with that, get the gat, clack when I cock
It back, and start wiping motherfuckers, off the motherfucking map
Walk on the set, guess who's back, time to show
It on me when I say Big Ed be putting it down like that
Bones crack, niggas hurting, got em down
And now I won rushing fuckers to the surgeon
From multiple gun shots, retaliation on your spot
Like Lil Wayne said the block is hot, ha ha
[Chorus - x2]
[Big Ed]
Big Ed the Assassin, I gets my, blast on
What's that the fucking rollers and get my, dash on
No Limit talking name a show I didn't act a ass on
Took my shirt off on stage quick to get my flash on
Find me in the streets hustling getting my cash on
Federalis trail getting they harass on
And if you talk shit you get slashed on
Niggas who talk, they don't last long
Spit rounds at your car, make you get your crash on
What you know about mud I use to get my hash on
Keep g's in my safe bitch I got my stash on
When it's time for a hit, loc up and mask on
We do it everyday ask Mr. Serv-On
He's a head buster quick to get his swerve on
Bust a bitch in his head then I get's my laugh on
Fit the piss out a pussy cause I get my smash on
[Chorus - x2]
Chorus: [Big Ed] (Mo B. Dick)
Fuck who you wanna fuck (Fuck who you wanna fuck)
at the Fuckfest
Suck who you wanna suck at the Fuckfest
Eat who you wanna eat (Eat who you wanna eat)
at the Fuckfest
Can't go meat to meat at the Fuckfest
Fuck who you wanna fuck (Fuck who you wanna fuck)
at the Fuckfest
Suck who you wanna suck at the Fuckfest
Eat who you wanna eat (Eat who you wanna eat)
at the Fuckfest
Can't go meat to meat
[Big Ed]
My homegirl Chyna called me at 11:07
Says she has a treat for that will make me feel like heaven
I ain't trippin' cause her ass is tight
Plus it's been a day and a half since I laid the pipe
She got big titties, big ass, thick thighs
Work it so good it'll make a grown man cry
Chocolate, flexible, plus a scorpio
She loves it from the back and she can ride the bucking bronco
How 'bout that there?
Hung up the phone and my dick beat me outta the chair
Shaved, showered, got dressed up in the BM
Got the gat for haters, Jim-hat to catch the semen
Forting on a 40
Got to Chyna's house time to get naughty
So I rung the doorbell, she opened the door, in lingerie
Had fresh food, whip-cream on a silver tray
Walked in locked the door behind me
The high heels that she had on titled up her hiney
I had on sweats so my dick buldged out
She put her in my sweats and said "What's it all about her?"
I said "I come to knock it out"
She made me sit down and straddle me on the couch
Titties in my face, griding on my dick
She started licking on her nipples and rubbin' on her clit
Now she's sucking on her fingers
She has a surprise for me and she can't wait for me to meet her
Wait a mintue, HER?, then the bedroom door opened
The girl that walked out was so hot that she was smokin'
Now my dick is hard as brass coltins
"Oh that's your boy's old lady, I thought that was a golden"
Man the only thought I had was long strokin'
She walked up and spread her pussy wide open
Man high heels do something to a nigga
The way it prompts up everything on a female figure
This was built like a world class winner
Pretty face, caramel, so fine she could be dinner
"Hi, I'm Angie" "Nice to meet you baby"
"Big Ed, huh?" "Shit it's all gravy"
But this my dick was out
And Chyna had that deep pistol working in her mouth
Angie got alittle bit jealous
My girl Chyna's a hot dog, but shit Angie's the relish
They started sharing the dick
Back and forth, back and forth, and Angie kept it
Chyna worked her way behind Angie
Walked to her room, her ass switching in them G-string pannies
Angie sucks a hellafide dick
Why she sucks on the balls, she strokes the meat with a twist
"Oh shit yeah slob on it"
She wrapped her tits around the shaft and she twisted the knobs on em
Titty-fucking while she sucks my dick
But leave it up to Chyna for the real freaking shit
She came out the room with a bag and a grin
I looked at her and said "Let the games begin"
Chyna manuvered Angie on to the floor
Angie kept sucking, facing me on all fours
Chyna started getting Angie from the back
The way Angie sipped I thought she was having a heart attack
Chyna reached in the bag
Pulled out a strap-on dick and stuck her tounge in Angie's ass
Now that's just perverted
"You like that?" "Yeah go ahead and hurt it"
She put on the dick, grabbed Angie's hips
Inserted it, and started working it, and working it
Wear the motherfucking ass out
Angie stopped sucking dick and started biting the couch
Now I'm looking like "OH SHIT!"
Real life porno shit, a bitch banging a bitch
Jumped up and put the condom on my dick
KY'ed Chyna's ass and starting looking for some shit
6 9ing, multiple positions
Everybody cummin', no intermission
Big thick stickin', fuckin' in the kitchen
Whip cream everywhere, everybody lickin'
It went on like this all night
When I'm finished with them, look like they just lost a fight
Chorus: [Big Ed] (Mo B. Dick)
Fuck who you wanna fuck (Fuck who you wanna fuck)
at the Fuckfest
Suck who you wanna suck at the Fuckfest
Eat who you wanna eat (Eat who you wanna eat)
at the Fuckfest
Can't go meat to meat at the Fuckfest
Fuck who you wanna fuck (Fuck who you wanna fuck)
at the Fuckfest
Suck who you wanna suck at the Fuckfest
Eat who you wanna eat (Eat who you wanna eat)
at the Fuckfest
Can't go meat to meat at the Fuckfest
Fuck who you wanna fuck (Fuck who you wanna fuck)
at the Fuckfest
Suck who you wanna suck at the Fuckfest
Eat who you wanna eat (Eat who you wanna eat)
at the Fuckfest
Can't go meat to meat at the Fuckfest
Fuck who you wanna fuck (Fuck who you wanna fuck)
at the Fuckfest
Suck who you wanna suck at the Fuckfest
Eat who you wanna eat (Eat who you wanna eat)
at the Fuckfest
Can't go meat to meat at the Fuckfest
(Chorus - 8x)
Lets take it to the battlefield
To the battlefield
[Big Ed]
Don't talk that mess on whack
You could turn around and catch a slug in your back
Battle rap, say dog I ain't down that
That went out with LL said the ripper's back
Cause now-a-days fools spray with automatics
Leaving eachother lying wet on they back
Over some-thing that they spit on a track
It got me wondering, what happened to rap
If you got a problem player come see me
The one to hear to hear about it on a tape or CD
Especially talk about what you gone do to me
Now you got a answer to the soldiers I feed
I take war to heart boy I don't play any games
I'm the type of soldier rearrange the frame
Respect for support, or it's curtains man
I catch you down bad and put it on your brain, forget about it
(Chorus - 8x)
[Big Ed]
It gets real, haters mess around and get they whole click drilled
But animae, because they got they caps peeled
I guess it's true what they say, coming out for a deal
I'm hear to let you know that I'm not that figure
Unless you looking for the one behind the...
I put this planted chest in lungs and liver
I attack like crocodiles at the end of the river
Dog assassins got to move in silence
Don't you know mercenaries thrive off violence
I got a team of villains that's ready for war
I put the hungry soldiers uncut and raw
You will never see me till I'm in your face
Cock the two and clap it and disappear with no trace
You could mess around with all that yapping
I'm about acting, steel-toes attraction, fool what's happening
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it to be with me
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
What's it gonna be? It's gonna be you
Ain't gotta lie to me, ain't gotta lie to me
Now you ain't gotta lie to me or try to be somethin you ain't
Well, obviously, you tryin' to be me, but you can't
Niggas wanna be local 'cuz some regional stars
Type of nigga that got a little somethin'
But guess what nigga lease on his car
Watch out for these bustas or should I say fake phonies
Type of nigga that buy a Timex, put a Rolex face on it
I see niggas be talkin' to me but I can't do nothin' 'bout what he's sayin
Type of nigga don't get a beep all day but act a fool
When uhh he finally get page
Nigga walk around stuntin' on a cellular phone
When I ask to use it why the battery low
'Cuz it's always on roam, now see this or should I say peep this
Type of nigga that get a Benz wanna change the sign from a 3 to a 6
Now ain't that funny or should I say ain't that nothin'
Shit where the hummer, where the money
Shit where the 600, type of nigga that buy dope for shit
An' sell it cheaper then what he got it
Wanna admit everybody in the story an' everybody he be knowin'
Where the mills at, where the house on the hill at
Nigga kill that on the real black shit where the record deal at
Shit lookin' like you stole somethin', shit you owe somethin'
Look every time I see you talkin' 'bout Silkk, let me hold somethin'
See don't compare shit how I spit, but guess what if the shoe fit
Go ahead 'cuz you ain't gotta lie to kick it
(That's real bitch)
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it to be with me
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
What's it gonna be? It's gonna be you
Ain't gotta lie to me, ain't gotta lie to me
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it to be with me
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
What's it gonna be? It's gonna be you
Ain't gotta lie to me, ain't gotta lie to me
See I saw clean through that ass since day one uno
The main bitch to flaunt show, but ain't got pocket piss an' no window
To throw it out, to talk about this one an' that one
Pinnochio sister let me paint a clearer picture
She once went around sayin' she was engaged
She even had a lil' ring, said her nigga did his thang
Come to find out she traded her necklace an' payed the difference
Then gave your boy credit knowin' she struggles tryin' to get it
Sports fake designer bags, brags on her clothin' price tags
Sayin' she got 'em from her man, but bitch credit card scams
Got a Lexus key chain on her cabinet car key
Talkin' 'bout she had a 420, bitch, you tryin' to be me
Tellin' everybody how nice her crib is
But every week she split out then back at her hoes house
I can't stand this type of bitch cussin' off nothin' why try
We can never kick it or be down but you still ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it to be with me
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
What's it gonna be? It's gonna be you
Ain't gotta lie to me, ain't gotta lie to me
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it to be with me
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
What's it gonna be? It's gonna be you
Ain't gotta lie to me, ain't gotta lie to me
Now you say you got hoes, yeah, there be holes in yo socks
You say you got dollars, but 10 ones make you not
Wit' the hundred on top, these bustas gotta stop
You said you bowl for bricks to dime rocks
An' payrolls got judgment on cops
Where you 93 Benz, man, this is a shock
First it was a four door big body now it's a 2 door drop top
Tell the truth bro, did you eat that strip of [unverified]
Nah, havin' dinner in bed, tie you up an' pop it in yo mouth
Say you get the down an' have 'em yellin' an' screamin'
But you told my tank dawg nigga
That you was straight on the drownin'
'Bout to be down ass nigga
I mean clown ass nigga, wanna hang wit' down ass niggas
Wit' big nuts, an' big triggas
Figga, how many rappers, frontin' in this hip-hop game
Straight up by sections playin' it straight like it ain't no thang
(Word)
My claim to fame, is Big Ed be
Puttin' it down like that, messin' wit' the hoe games on the realer
Assasin said
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it to be with me
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
What's it gonna be? It's gonna be you
Ain't gotta lie to me, ain't gotta lie to me
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it to be with me
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
What's it gonna be? It's gonna be you
Ain't gotta lie to me, ain't gotta lie to me
Niggas be flossin', if you see these niggas around yo block
Or you see these bitches around yo block
Actin' like they have all this, tell 'em what they lyin' for
I don't see none of it, I see you talkin' 'bout you
Got all these cars but why you catchin' the bus?
I'm having a big problem, or should I say difficulty?
With my body's faculty
My wood ain't acting right, as soon as I got this girl to act right
Seduced her to give up the ass on the first night
Her name is Cynthia, hell of a body that will send for ya
Backstage, D.C, had my niggas go send for her
She spotted me and she said
"I was just wondering why they call you Big Ed?"
Now that's the million dollar question hon'
Let just say in the sack I'm known to make a run
Forget about it, cause I'll hit you with that pressure
Can't wait to undress ya, with your fine ass lookin' like Vanessa
5'11", light skin, green eyes and convacios
Defintely lickable in delicate places
Not tonight though, strickly just to dick down
Got to the telly, honey laid down, pulled the pannies way down
Ain't got time to waste now, she's tuggin' at my waist now
Dropped my pants, dropped my drawers, and whipped it out
Inserted into her mouth, she wrapped her head around the ear
She let me watch my dick disappear, reappear
I rubbed the cat, finger fucked it, she grabbed my hand and sucked it
And in the other hand nothing but dick
I got my jim-hand but when I tried to put it on
My hard-on was gone
I told my dick "Attention salute"
But he didn't, insuborate motherucker
What happened to the rocka rocka motherfucker?
Then he spoked, spoked me I almost choked
On my spit, this is ricdoulous
I'm looking at my piece like whose dick is this?
(Who Am I? I'm the nigga that made you
I'm the reason why all the honies laid you
I got 'em doing all that freaky shit they do
Reprations overdue)
Nigga hold up, reprations? (Yeah I said it)
Now what you mean you got me pussy? (Oh I didn't get it?)
(Only thing you did was brag about me
Telling 'em how I'm hangin' like Nights of the Boogie
All in the your raps, all in your convo
you building curosity straight from the get-go
You know, and I know, that she wants to know
And she ain't gonna go, until she knows how long I grow)
Nigga I got it from the game I spit
I enticed the mind way before she saw the dick
What you mean you made me? I'm the that bust the raps
Bust the gats (Yeah but I got the nuts to go do that
Hoes I run through that)
Fool when I walk in the spot they be like who that?
(Nigga they be lookin' at the bulge in your pants
The size of your feet and hands, peepin' out your stance
Musclar, six pack, don't mean shit
They leave your stupid ass if you go impatent
Nigga you ain't shit without me, can't do shit without me
Cause every women loves a big fat stiffy
That she can sit on, direct and cream on
And if I don't rise up, best believe she's gone
Alot of women want their cats licked
But it takes a backseat to some bomb dick
Even money won't do the trick, she'll get tired of the shit
She'll start sneaking around hunting for some dick
The want from you to lift shit, fix shit
You wouldn't be around if you weren't attached to dick
I'm in control, I'm the brain's extension
No matter you postition, just look at Bill Clinton
Dykes hate you but buy me off the shelf)
Man nigga fuck you (Nawl that's bad for your health
And while we on the topic, this bad hoe you wanna stab
Can't fuck with her dogg, she got crabs
And they'll get in my afro, oh hell no
Let's just bust from flacio, cause she'll go)
[talking:]
Ha-ha, yeah this song here
Is dedicated, to my number one lady
Everybody number one lady, mama
[Big Ed:]
There's not another woman like you, in this world I know
You give so much of yourself, our love is bound to grow
And I appreciate it, I always knew from the very start
No one else can captivate my heart, like you do mama
Your unconditional love, is sweet
If I fall, you put me back on my feet
No matter how big I get, I'll always be your baby
I can't thank enough, on how you raised me
You'll always be, my number one lady
Although I'll admit, sometimes you drive me crazy
But I just laugh about it, I want you with me forever
I started a family, but I will leave you never never
[Hook x2: Renard]
Thank you mama, oooh thank you mama
Thank you mama,oooooh
[Big Ed:]
No one has my back, like you
Sometimes I think about, all the things we been through
Just me and you, I guess my father was a coward
And turned his back on his own seed, and his precious ghetto flower
I appreciate, every hour
That you ever gave me, whether sweet or sour I do mama
You's my homegirl, incredible wonderful black pearl
I wouldn't trade you, for the whole world
You could put that, on my soul to keep
Harm you, everybody goes to sleep forget about it
Kissing you, like I'm still five
Yeah I'm a mama's boy, I will love you for all time
[Renard:]
How would I survive, without you by my side
You my mama, and I love you I wanna thank you
[Hook x2]
[Renard:]
Thank you mama, yeah-yeah
[Big Ed]
I guess it's true what they say, opposites attract
You won seven diplomas and placks, and I was pulling jacks
Never knew our two worlds would collide
Go inside, to see my future in front my very eyes
You walk that walk, talk that talk
But witnessed that your bite is as real as your bark
I swear I'll never mess over you
Treat you like a queen is what real soldiers do
And I'ma honor that, you got a problem where's the drama at
I got a duffle bag filled with macs, ready for combat
And nothing hurts you, girl I got you
God sent me down as an angel to watch you, for real though
[Chorus: TC]
Me and you, forever I'm in love with you
Never thought it would come true
That I ain't met too many men like you
You and me, together in eternity
Only if the world could see
How much you really mean to me
[Big Ed]
I saw unite as one, never knew being in love could be this much fun
September 24th, gave birth to my son
97 god came when his life begun born out of triple darkness
360 degrees is what we'd teach him
Have him decipher die unless he's trying to reach him
Pegonistic holidays is trying to preach him
Paying attention except for tied, trying to leach him
I can yell it means soldier
You chose a name of strength so it could shake you and mold you
And you's a perfect mother, his first teacher
Elevate your mind to a higher plain and he will meet you
[Chorus]
[Big Ed]
How much you mean to me, you mean the world
Head strong like Oprah but in a scent like a little girl
That's why I hover over you
Making sure that these ill streets, could never harm you
So here, take this lady smith and wessin
Bust first later for questions no second guessing
Just make it home to me, I'll make it home to you
Bust, scratch, fight, do what you got to do
Cause the plan is to grow gray together
Heart to heart we could make it through any stormy weather
Thanks for being right there, I'ma be right here
Forever and true, have no fear
Four niggas in the Chev and we all strapped
Put one up in the chamber case we had to bust caps
Let me let you know bitch who you fucking with
Master P killa murder motherfucking lunatic
With the giggety giggety nine
Put the glock to your dome and your shit will be giggety mine
Break you off something proper bitch
Ask me where I'm from the manor central Southside of the Rich
Worry niggas can't stand me
'Cause I'm known on the turf for serving
Them fiends that fucking killa candy
Break 'em off as I creep slow
But if you run up on the P
Yeah you know you get your ass smoked
12 o'clock and my beeper still beeping
On my way to the Northside late night creeping
Late night creeping
(Creeping)
Should I say jacking or should I say skeezing
The dope fiends be begging me for crack
Although they want to beat me with they baseball bats
Red and to the blue will be the giggety plain giggety thang
A nigga slang dope, but the P I don't gang bang
Leave a sucker dead any mark on a slab of rock
Arrive at your house smoke a Sherm than a nigga laugh
Play a game called show and tell
And if the bitch is hella thick tell her meet me at the motel
'Cause slipping is a no no
And the bitch better come true so long at the mo mo
I'll leave a bitch dead and broke
Check a hoe, I ain't no motherfucking got damn captain save a hoe
So with my nine I be sleeping
Check it out bitch if you catch me late night creeping
Late night creeping
(Creeping)
Should I say jacking or should I say skeezing
The dope fiends be begging me for crack
Although they want to beat me with they baseball bats
I can't sleep at night my mind start playing tricks
I'm having nightmares the ghetto's trying to kill me bitch
I'm paranoid, I sleep with three fucking gats
A tech nine, a oozie, and a carjack
I'm addicted to money and bitches hella disturb
A ounce of dank, that'll calm a nigga nerves
I will mash on that ass like a gas pedal
You owe me scraps I will melt you like a piece of metal
I'm a bounce your ass just like a basketball
And with a pig's blood, write your name up on the wall
So make your fucking death wish
And why you dead I'm gone steal your goods and fuck your bitch
I'm a let you know life in the Rich ain't no joke
So don't you coming riding without your straps hoe
And you know the Rich is known for busting caps
Diggety zap the P put the Rich on the giggety map
Yeah, back at that ass once again there
It's your nigga Lil Ric, creepin' through the windows
Getting him for whatever I can get
Now it's time for my niggas to ride and let this shit fuckin' clear
Late night creeping Big Ed and Master P
P has got his tech I got my nine next to me
'Cause niggas like to jack and in the Bay it never stops
But my hollow tips will leave more scars than the chicken pox
Or run up ya like Emmit
Hitting like Bonds cause I have a nice slugging percentage
Because a nigga's like loced
Run on up, I'll call ya hickory because your gonna get smoked
I ain't no joker G 'cause I'm TRU
And everybody in my crew a TRU g too
I thought you knew motherfucker
I'm the type of nigga that'll leave ya fucking heart in the gutter
With the rat-tat-tat rat-tat-tat rat-tat-tat-tat
P, I'm gone put this fucking nigga on his back
I'm a show you why they sleeping
'Cause it's me and P and we late night creeping
Late night creeping
(Creeping)
Should I say jacking or should I say skeezing
The dope fiends be begging me for crack
[Hook:]
Fuck that nigga man, get that bitch
Fuck that nigga man, get that bitch
Fuck that nigga man, get that bitch
Get that bitch, get that bitch
[Big Ed:]
I'm in your face now nigga, what you wanna do
I'll put these hands on you nigga, and leave you black and blue
And ain't a chance on you nigga, motherfuck your crew
Them niggaz ain't gon want no part, to what I'm bout to do
It took a minute to find you, but now I got you I caught you
You's the niggaz I been looking for, infrared dot you
Send this bitch, to the doctor
If I thought you had a ounce of heart, bitch I'd pop you
Nigga, you been barking up the wrong tree
Somebody should of told you, bout fucking with me
A-S-S-A-S-S-I-N
Let em know the fire, your next of kin
Now this nigga, wanna play shy and shit
Won't even look a nigga, eye to eye and shit
So I put him in the blender, fixed that bitch a drank
Got a jaws washer, to give him time to fucking think
[Hook x2]
[Big Ed:]
I got another nigga in the club, macking a bitch
This nigga been hating, cause his hoe sucked my dick
This nigga drove a Benz, and his pop's was rich
Square ass nigga always driving, through the hood and shit
Called my voicemail huh, and sait it was on
I guess my big dick, broke up his happy home
But uh, don't hat the player hate the game nigga
As fine as she is, you would of done the same nigga
He soft, he played like a kitten
I laughed to myself, and said oh no he didn't
So I tapped him on his shoulder, said what's happ'nin
He said what's up my nigga, I said no bitch what's happening
He took a step back, and said dog it ain't like that
He jumped I jumped, then I layed him on his back
If you yap we scrap, ain't no escaping that
Ha, Big Ed be putting it down like that
I done found my gold,
now they're comin' after me
Don't know how hard I worked for it
They just won't let me be
See those rats, baby,
all they doin' is rattin' around
When those rats come to the door, baby
You know it's time to leave this town
Gonna get a one room shack,
somethin' the hell away from here
Gonna sit on the floor with that gold. baby
Oh Mr Parry
Oh Mr Parry
Tell me what is your condition sir
I know you're a sad man
But are you truly a bad man?
God damn Dannemora blues
Oh Mr Parry
Oh Mr Parry
Tell me what is your condition sir
I know you're a mad man
But are you truly a bad man?
God damn Dannemora blues
Oh Mr Parry
Oh Mr Bones
Tell me what is your condition sir
Why do you starve yourself?
And why did you blind yourself?
God damn Dannemora blues
God damn Dannemora blues
God damn Dannemora blues
Are you with me?
I can't see you
Turn the lights on
I can feel you
Turn the lights on
It's a blackout
Light a candle
And then touch me
Are you with me?
Turn the lights on
Light a candle
I can feel you
It's a blackout
It's a blackout
Light a candle
And then touch me
Are you with me?
I can feel you
Turn the lights on
It's a blackout
Light a candle
I can feel you
Light a candle
I'm wondering what he's pecking at
It must be something really good
Now I'm wondering what he's pecking at
It must be something really shiny
Look at him drumming, he's drumming, little drummer boy
And look at her drumming, she's drumming, little drummer girl
It must have something really special going on
It must be something really shiny
He's getting his head blown off
And everybody's looking, taking pictures
Everybody's looking at the pieces that are lying in the street
Take your gloves off
And fight like a man
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
I love it when you cry
I can't help it, I'm sick that way
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
I wanna love you but
I wanna love you
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
I can't not hate you
I can't hate you
I can't love you
I can't not hate you
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
One more time
Bang, bang
Oh be joyful
I can't steal
'Cause there ain't a damn thing that I didn't give
Oh be joyful
I can't steal
'Cause there ain't a damn thing that I didn't give
There's a cave
In that hill
Some men went in
Seems others steal
And if you should die
It doesn't matter
'Cause I'll be there
Oh be joyful
I can't steal
There ain't a damn thing that I didn't give
There's a cave
In that hill
If it was here, they're waiting for you still
Oh be joyful
Oh be joyful
Oh be joyful
Oh be joyful
Alright!
Oh be joyful
Oh be joyful
Oh be joyful
I can't help it
I like it by myself
And if I can't help it
I'll turn into someone else
Ask me a question
The answer should be yes or no
But I'm looking at the air around me
And it's clutter with maybes and who knows
It's these obsessions that get to me
They take up all the room in my head
I have all the time in the world for you dear
Umm could you repeat what you said?
I have two sides
And one of them's always wrong
And I can't help it
Not knowing which side I'm on
I thought I heard someone coming
I said "Hello, is anyone there?"
I didn't notice I was by myself
Actually, I guess I was more than aware
So set two plates at the table dear
That's right, set two on my side
We'll try to be pleasant, not argue
And confess all the feelings we hide
I've got these notions
Of competing inside my head
I guess my emotions
Are better straightening
