Lyrics:
Like the phoenix
From the fire to the sky
You took the family to new highs
You rise...
With an army of angels right by your side
There is no fate, you
using so much force?
Why the army at the doors?
Why you using those resorts?
When we talking you ignoring
Is the truth really that boring?
Is that evil
don't hold it, lovin' that potent
I'm drinkin' and smokin', it still got me goin'
These bad hoes is gruntin', their booties is pokin'
Out them little
a headache
Aw man, that is the icing on the cake!
So I kick this to all the girls from houses to huts
I don't care what you think, cause you all are nuts
Yeah, man
Jah will be waiting there, we ah shout
Jah will be waiting there
In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
Most points bet on me, tell
This planet called Scrapland still
Looming overhead
Here come the gunship
Approximate equation, all the functions
An army
The industry is dead, long live the king
Drop from a head shot, and it didn't feel a thing
Woke up this morning with the world in my hand
Money in
the Elite is pleased
(Thugs) you used me, I used you
In order to make my message heard
By as many as possible
Now I can do without you
I have a fanbase that
fucking order
Dead i Side Show
Guerrilla military mind
My mission is to build an army
While the police try to find me
The ghetto my struggle
Future military
Spartan
auooooo! (Auooo!)
Play ya part in this army
Stay true. (Stay True)
Made of heart? Get it started
I do (I do)
If you do too
Then say auooo ....auoooo
Was surrounded by the police and the army
The one man who escaped pointed out the killers
We are now standing live in front of
The supreme court
As you
up with an army just me c'mon let's go
You don't wanna fuck with me oh no oh no
Catch a couple bodies down 3 to start the show
Catch a couple thotties
gone look another way I'm gone do whatever it takes
And I promise that I won't break and I can say it to your face
Your son a one man army you made me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This is Tha Carter mothafucka, yeah
And in my building I must keep it real
And man I miss the times
We would shine, you
of that man, know I fell out from his hands
He didn't do me worse than, and all of his friends
Them niggas out of this world, they came out of the sands
being a hustler, this chick is to blame
And them thangs went as quick as they came
I'm back being a hustler, this chick is to blame
12 months in, turned
pussies, push me, this shit disgusting
To get me out the game, y'all cowards got to buck me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Now, who can move like I move?
Who
'Cause this Henny still got me wide like Henry Hill
Very ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long
Out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's
of the Pharaoh
Pharaoh slaughtered millions of children
But this one became son of Pharaoh's daughter
Moses, drawn out from the river
Take off your shoes, you
My name is bill harlan i'm a god fearing man
From the lost rebel army
A tennessee calvary man
From shilo to nashville we
Made our last stand
When
You made a whole army, an army of babies
Some of them stupid, some of them crazy
Pick up your action, act like a grown man
Look at the winners, you
a thug
I always keep it tucked but I don't need no gun
One man army I don't need no one
Bitch I gotta blow cause I come from the slums
Connected everywhere
signed in
No signing out
Clock in to this job from God
No clocKing out
Imma give my all
No holding back
This might be difficult
No giving up
Man I love my
signed in
No signing out
Clock in to this job from God
No clocKing out
Imma give my all
No holding back
This might be difficult
No giving up
Man I love my
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