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Warriors - Nine
I'm a - WARRIOR
The God 'pon the low will take - FOUR OF YA
Yeah Nine brings the bass like - GLORIA
If you're weak I'm ignorin ya and - FLOORIN YA
In the - CORRIDOR
I run with the unfortunate depressed adolescents
From tenaments and
projects hell it's seven I'm heavensent
The evidence is physical and mental
I put led to the head like a pencil and dent you
You five dollars I already spent you
I lynch you your spotlight now I dim the lights
Break the mics like a dollar for the payphone
You shoulda stayed home
now you stiff like stone
Heartbeat like a dialtone
you can't roam
When Nine and Bounty Killer plant crops lick shots
Then all the bullshit stops, take cuts
Manhattan for twenty-four bucks
We don't fear nah no boy
yo me nah fear no guy
Me unbeatable
me tell dem fool dem no try
An if it is a show I am de star guy
Said dis Iyya said dat
now until ya said de wrong t'ing
Dat's what ya say to Nine too young fi yellin
Big gun ba-bulgin out de sprawlin Marlin
Weaks, a mi murder dem, in front dem darlin'
Dis I got-ta mention
Run tell me nah go speak my in-tention
Lion and de Killer yes dem rulin on a mission
Steppin on de block, wit de latest weapon
Boy ya gone dead, in a confronta-tion, yes yes
Ah ahh
As the saga continue what's left on the menu
I excite you and wet you before I get in you
I spin you like the bottle
make you wobble with lyrical intoxication
My demonstration will awaken a nation
Who wanna lyric prove I prove
The proof is mathematically related like first cousins
Gangsters come a dime a dozen we all strugglin
So stop buggin druggin and hustlin
muggin and cussin
No discussion, I pack heat in these hard times
These Sports are Illustrated check The Source to feel the Vibe
Get live like birth
Fightin for turf that's stolen ain't how I'm rollin
Well I'm about to dismantle left right
No bullet from the head to de ankle
Run from de Nine all ya mus get trampled
Forty-five bust kill run me boy get my sample
Forty of ya wan to come front we in the backle
Life a murder people well to me dat is nuttin
If you want a war well ya askin for some'in
Me a murder boy from his smile a mi likkle
Yes me a warrior kill for dime and nickle
He nah go war me a kill fi likkle bickle shut up
If you ain't done take it play how some stickle well
Hit him in the head and get him open like a dimepiece
I pack enough bozack run in freaks in the front seats
My seeds to earth bring the birth
Of the next generation of revolution on this stolen turf
Cut off your ear leave you blue like a smurf
Face down with your dick in the dirt that must hurt
We puttin in work now you up shit's creek
Like a pretty boy in the pentitiary with big butt cheeks
Feelin FREAKED
We don't fear nah no boy Nine we nah fear no guy yes
Unbeatable we tell de punks dem nah try so
If it is a show we are de star guys
Said dis on dem said dat now until dem said de wrong t'ing
Dat's what dem say to Nine too young fi yellin
Well my gun ba-bulgin out de sprawlin Marlin
Twenty-one now we kill dem in front of your darlin'
Dis I've got-ta mention
Yes crush on dem nah gon' speak my in-tention
I'm a - WARRIOR
The God 'pon the low will take - FOUR OF YA
Yeah Nine brings the bass like - GLORIA
If you're weak I'm ignorin ya and - FLOORIN YA
In the - CORRIDOR
I'm a - WARRIOR
The God 'pon the low will take - FOUR OF YA
Yeah Nine brings the bass like - GLORIA
If you're weak I'm ignorin ya and - FLOORIN YA
In the - CORRIDOR